All sports are meditative, in a way. But very few offer the perfect solitude found in fly-fishing. Like a Buddhist monk repeating their mantra, the fly-fisherman clears his mind by casting his line back and forth, focusing only on the water, trees and wildlife. It is, to say the least, a fantastic way to spend your weekend. Around this time of year, hundreds of streams and lakes scattered across America begin to swell with monstrous trout. If you plan on landing a few lunkers of your own, wade into the water with the kit outlined below. It’ll allow you to meditate all weekend long.