MINNEAPOLIS -- One of the best fly fishermen I know also happens to be one of the best musicians I know. The latter category isn't very large, because I don't personally know many highly talented musicians. But I do know a lot of great fly anglers, and Skip James is among them.

I met Skip some years ago through a mutual friend, Tony Andersen, who died a while back. I first fished with Tony in the mid-1980s in the Florida Keys, casting for tarpon. About 15 years later, Tony and I were in Colorado, at a mountain cabin he owned, a small place aswirl with fishing rods, waders and boots that bespoke his bachelor status.

Also in Colorado at the time were Dick Hanousek, a St. Paul businessman, Fran Coyne, a good friend of Tony's, Bud Grant and Skip. We had gathered at Tony's invitation to joust against a cadre of Colorado anglers in a one-evening, winner-take-all fly-fishing contest, the intent of which was less to compete than to have fun.

This was the first time Bud, Dick or I had met Skip, who is the keyboardist for the St. Paul Chamber Orchestra - a good calling card, if you can get it.

At first we thought that Tony, in inviting Skip, was attempting to infuse a smidgeon of refinement into our gathering. But Skip, we could fast see, was a first-rate angler, and one who often cast to trout with bamboo rods.

Also, he was not unfamiliar with the Latin names of bugs that rose and fell from Colorado's waters in July, a trump card Bud, Dick and I figured we could roll out in the event our Colorado rivals slandered us as rubes.

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One morning recently, before driving to the Kinnickinnic River for a bit of catch-and-release trout fishing beneath leaden skies, Skip sat at his computer, an electric keyboard to his right.

He was copying the coronet part of Igor Stravinsky's "Story of a Soldier." Written to be played on a coronet in the key of A, the music, in Skip's hands, was being shifted to B-flat, a favor, he said, to Gary Bordner, the SPCO's trumpet player who, Skip added, is an experienced wingshooter who often travels to North Dakota in autumn to hunt over his dogs.

Skip had not called me to offer his opinion about the dedicated funding bills being considered at the Capitol. The proposals' primary intent is to intensify conservation in Minnesota.

Most controversial is funding included for arts and culture, and for parks.

In fact, I had called Skip, interested as I was to field his viewpoint about the status of Midwest rivers and lakes, the former of which he fishes so often in summer, he says, that his boots "never dry out."

I was interested as well in determining whether he, as a an artist and an outdoorsman, thought that only fish and wildlife habitat should be addressed in the bills, or whether arts, culture and parks have a rightful place as well.

"I grew up in South Orange, New Jersey," he told me, explaining how he became a professional musician. "By the time I was 3 years old, so the story goes, when we came home from church on Sundays, I would attempt to play on the piano hymns we had heard earlier that morning."

By age 11, he was a church organist and choir director. He composed the school song for his junior high, was a conductor in high school and later graduated from the College of Wooster in Wooster, Ohio, majoring in music and religion.

Since then, he has never not been a church organist, and oftentimes church choir and liturgy director.