Saturday, February 2, 2013

{Tidal Potomac Fly Rodders} Re: Fishing Buddy

I hear your Terry -- no one in my immediate family did any fishing or hunting, though some old rods and stuff were always in the shed.  I learned knots by reading books in barnes and noble when I was probably 20, and watching internet videos (though youtube wasn't around then I don't think....I didn't know about it anyway).  That was spin fishing -- actually, spin-cast (push button reels) fishing until I figured out how to use a spinning reel.  

Then I fished with a dude in college for a bit who was also fairly green to it.  I haven't seen him in years now, but we mostly caught carp on dough balls made from jiffy and jello, and some oatmeal to stiffen ;).  It was pretty fun really.  My crappy clinch knots caught some fish, but also failed on more fish than I would like to admit.  

Then I didn't fish for a few years at all, before meeting my wife who grew up fishing and hunting from a young age.  

Now we both fly fish and she is my "fishing buddy" so I recognize the value there.  Keep at it -- there are some nice folks around these parts.  If you see a guy and his wife fishing out there, and the guy is shaking his fly rod up and down like a moron trying to pull a fly out of a sycamore branch, just yell something.  Or wave.  I usually wave at people.  Hopefully it doesn't look like I'm giving them the finger.  Heck, I'll pretty much talk to anyone....even crazy people.  

There should be a "friendly fly fishing" campaign.  Or at least a "fly fishing is not a dewschbag" t-shirt at least.  

Good luck to you!  

Gene

On Friday, February 1, 2013 2:43:44 PM UTC-5, Terry C wrote:

Fishing Buddy

When I was a little kid my grandfather took me fishing.  Started out with with a hook and hot dogs as bait and over the years I graduated to real spinning gear.  As I got older he added an occasional puff on his cigar, a snort from his flask, (mom never found out) rest her soul, and fishing knowledge as needed.  After college, living out west, I was lucky to team up a guy who was into fly fishing and the obsession began for me.  For years we would fish together spending all of our free time chasing trout around Colorado, Arizona, and New Mexico.  Then I got married and moved east and as luck would have it I ran into a guy who not only loved fly fishing but was happy to be my assistant little league coach.  We would go fishing several times a year, and coached our kids together.  Well, he up and moved last week.  Retired, he and his wife are living the dream.  Traveling for a year, then they plan to live in Montana (I'm not jealous).  So I find myself without a fishing buddy for the first time in a long while.  Someone who doesn't mind getting up at ungodly hours, driving ridiculous distances, solving the world's problems, complaining about kids, wives, jobs, and enjoying the cold beer at the end of the day.  So if you see me out there by myself looking a little lost give me a shout, I can always use a fishing buddy.

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