There are two types of anglers in my opinion. Type A (and I mean that) is the angler who feels his or her blood pressure rise when they park at the landing or trailhead and see other cars. Footprints on the riverbank are eyesores. The main appeal of fly fishing is communing with nature, and these anglers prefer to do that alone, thank you very much. They'll hike miles beyond the beaten path, often trading chances at large (planted) fish for smaller targets. They'll spend thousands of dollars on exotic adventures -- to be dropped by float plane in the middle of nowhere. The reason? Solitude.