I wrote all morning on some articles that are due, but I finished up just after lunch. Jilda had to work today so I decided to spend the afternoon fishing.
As I was putting on my waders and gathering my stuff at the truck, two guys had called it a day. When I asked if they had any luck, only one guy responded with "no, we didn't catch anything" . The other guy was muttering to himself and about every third word was an expletive. Come to think of it, I think he was twitching a little and listing to starboard as he walked around their truck. I probably should have taken that as a sign, but sometimes I'm such an optimist.
There was a light breeze out of the west but the sun was warm and it felt good to be on the water.
About the third cast, a gust of wind caught my fly and launched it like a kite, turning my line into a rats nest. I tried for about 10 minutes to untangle the mess, but I finally cut it off and tied on new leader.
The thing about it is, I could see trout all around me. One came very close to swimming between my legs. I threw every kind of fly that I had at them and I didn't get so much as a bump on my line.
The water boiled up all around my fly, but nada. After about an hour of this, my mind began to drift to uncharted territory. I remembered that road crews were working on the highway just at the turnoff to the river and I wondered if there were explosives in any of those construction sheds.
Oh Mr. Trout, you aren't interested in any of my flies, well how about a taste of dynamite!!!
At the end of the day, I dejectedly headed back to the truck. I realized as I took off my waders that I was muttering to myself.
Maybe I've lost my fishing MoJo.
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Phil Campbell - Vote Here
As I was putting on my waders and gathering my stuff at the truck, two guys had called it a day. When I asked if they had any luck, only one guy responded with "no, we didn't catch anything" . The other guy was muttering to himself and about every third word was an expletive. Come to think of it, I think he was twitching a little and listing to starboard as he walked around their truck. I probably should have taken that as a sign, but sometimes I'm such an optimist.
There was a light breeze out of the west but the sun was warm and it felt good to be on the water.
About the third cast, a gust of wind caught my fly and launched it like a kite, turning my line into a rats nest. I tried for about 10 minutes to untangle the mess, but I finally cut it off and tied on new leader.
The thing about it is, I could see trout all around me. One came very close to swimming between my legs. I threw every kind of fly that I had at them and I didn't get so much as a bump on my line.
The water boiled up all around my fly, but nada. After about an hour of this, my mind began to drift to uncharted territory. I remembered that road crews were working on the highway just at the turnoff to the river and I wondered if there were explosives in any of those construction sheds.
Oh Mr. Trout, you aren't interested in any of my flies, well how about a taste of dynamite!!!
At the end of the day, I dejectedly headed back to the truck. I realized as I took off my waders that I was muttering to myself.
Maybe I've lost my fishing MoJo.
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Phil Campbell - Vote Here
We.. everyone knows that we NEVER did not caught a fish..they just unhook themself.You know fishing can be fun even if you do not catch anything:).
ReplyDeleteLove your sence of humor dynamite etc;)
Ahh that's the 'lure' of fishing! Will we get the big one? Will we get any one? Sometimes it's just casting and reeling and going home with the tale of the one that got away!
ReplyDeleteI hope that was what you were muttering when you were walking to your truck? I'm sure it was a very 'descriptive' story of the one that got away!
Hugs~
Sometimes, you just gotta know when you're licked :-)
ReplyDeletePatience Mr Rick! Patience! LOL! Take care
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Maybe not lost, just temporarily misplaced.
ReplyDeleteYou got your free knee therapy anyway.
ReplyDeletethe second option on how to catch them made me laugh... hahaha...
ReplyDeletetry your luck some time Sir Rick! you're not alone that day anyways... have fun!
JJRod'z
I certainly hope you haven't lost your "fishing mojo"...sometimes fish are just ornery about jumping on the bait offered...I'm sure you'll be trying again before we know it!
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