Frankly, show me any piece of running water and I cannot help becoming excited at the prospect of casting a fly. Even the tiny sluice that pours through my local village is enough to get the rod arm twitching - even though it's unlikely to hold anything too impressive in all of it 6" maximum depth! But it doesn't matter. Small streams are where my fly fishing began; perhaps that why it still gets me feeling like a child at Christmas.
Fly Fishing Point: Small Stream Success