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a friend of mine left for a weekend fishing trip and forgot his fly rods, his wife called me very suspicious and wanted to know if he really went. he ended using my spare rod all weekend.
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1) Rice Krispies ain't the only thing that goes "snap, krackle, pop!"....can we say "van door eats 5 weight for breakfast"??
2) Putting new loop to loop leader on when pond owner pops out to visit. I had just passed the leader loop through the line loop. When he left, I cast a deer hair frog & hooked a really nice LM bass. In about a nano second, I discovered I had not finished attaching the leader...the only one I had remembered to take with me that day. Traveled 15 miles to get more leaders.
Mike
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Hung the waders as I usually do from the rack in the back of the truck. Short trips it works out well they dry a bit. This one time was a longer trip, at about 55 mph they filled with air like a parachute and broke the rack. The guy following me had two size 11 wet, sandy boot prints on his windshield.
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Left the house for a trout outing and realized when I went to rig up that my last trip had been for LM Bass and all my flies were for bass. Wasn't a total loss, I managed to find a few flies that the trout would chase.
BTW, on the subketc of losing fly boxes, rods, reels, etc on stream: I don't remember where I picked this tip up but I love it. Use small mailing labels on your computer and print them with your name and phone number. Put them on your valuables and cover them with clear nail polish, if you tie your own flies you probably have Sally Hansens sitting around already. The nail polish water proofs the labels and they can easily be removed with nail polish remover if your info changes or you pass your equipment on to another.
This gives you a chance to get your equipment back at least. The It's amazing how honest most people are if you give them a chance.
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Fish more, work less!
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I was fishing the Big Flat Brook (of course), and having a good morning when it started raining somewhat hard. For some reason, I decided to change spools and rather than just take the spool off the reel, I took my Lamson Velocity off the rod instead (a senior moment, I guess). Then, when putting it back on the rod I dropped it in stream.
In a sudden flash of genius, I went headfirst into the stream to try to catch it before it hit bottom. Lost the reel, my hat, my magnifiers, got water in my waders, and my car's remote keyentry device got wet (it doesn't work in that condition).
Used the key to get into my car, soaking wet. However the security system works, I managed to set off the alarm and then didn't know how to turn it off without the remote. I'm sure the guys slowly driving past me on that gravel road thought I was stealing a car. Eventually I figured the alarm out.
Not being able to do without my Lamson, I bought another one that very week, and returned to the same spot on the Big Flat Brook the following Saturday.
Wading around in the same general vicinity, I noticed something unusual on the bottom. What is it? My hat! So maybe I can see my reel if I look closely. Ah-hah! There it is!
This time, I was a bit more prepared when I went in after it.
Now I have a Lamson Velocity and a backup Lamson Velocity.
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Years ago I drove 3 hours to fish the San Juan for the 1st time and found out the next morning that I left my waders at home. The water in the SJ is very cold 42-44f year round so waders are a must.....I ended up renting a pair from a local shop.
I now keep all my gear in a large plastic tote box. Everything in one place. All I have to do is grab my rod and the box and I'm ready to go at a moments notice....with everything I need neatly tucked away inside. Boot's, waders, fly boxes, cold weather gear, sun gloves, sunscreen, socks, 1st aid kit, ect......It's now a no brainer.
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John G.
Albuquerque, NM
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Back a few years ago when i first gave fly fishing a try i tied up a few boxes of glow-bugs yarn bugs and carpet flies.had them all in nice fly-boxes.Wife suggested i put my name and address on them .. didn't want to be bothered ... so she did it for me .A few weeks go by and I'm steel head fishing and drop a box and while fumbling trying to catch it the other box falls out of my vest pocket only to wash downstream .Bummer of a trip ... Came home only to be rewarded with a measured amount of harassment from the wife as my flies had made it home before me .Guy downstream had caught them Living a few miles from my house dropped them off on his way home ..hell of a nice guy.. and yes dear .. you were right .To this day I take address labels I get from NRA,TU,DU and tape them inside and out side of my fly boxes.
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Mike
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My girl friend and I went rafting down the Rio Grand near South fork. There was a break at the 1/2 way point. She asked the van guy if we could end there and he could take us back to the car. She didn't want to raft back because she had already seen it. A true blond moment.
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Another short stoner from my youth.
My birthday is in January, and I was very excited when I got my drivers license on my 16th birthday -- because then I could go fishing anytime I wanted. So on the following Saturday, I headed out with one of my youthful fishing buddies to Claremore Lake in Oklahoma.
It was dark when we got there, and we rigged up in front of the truck's headlights, then walked down to the lake. We noticed that we could really cast far, and that something made funny noises when we reeled in.
Shortly, it got light enough for us to see, and we discovered that the lake was frozen over! Our casts would hit that ice and skid, and the funny noises were our lures scrapping over the ice.
We tried for some time to bust a hole in that ice with big rocks, but eventually had to give up for another day.
In our defense, it was a little unusual for Claremore Lake to be frozen over.
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I've had a lot more in bass fishing expeditions than trout fishing. It's so easy to fool yourself into believing that it's in one of the many storage compartments of the bassboat. Many sunburns because of that mistake.
I did entertain a boat full of anglers floating the snake a few years back. I dropped a flybox out of a pack and it floated down the stream toward a hole. I took out after it, stumbled, fumbled, and soaked myself, and saved it from going over the shoals into the hole just in the nick of time. Embarrassing, but worth it not to have to repurchase the box and flies.
One that just popped into mind occurred last summer at a boat ramp on Lake Guntersville. I had not used the ramp in a long time and it had been modified. I did not know just how steep and slick it was. I hand sandlas on and pants rolled up, and was going to walk back to the tongue, get in the boat, and back it off as I usually do when alone. I did not make it to the tongue. I hit a slick spot, and went down on a knee. I got pretty wet from that one. I stood up and tried it again, reaching for te boat. I hit another slick spot, and lost traction under boat feet. I went under to to my shoulder, and everything was wet except the the part of the shirt on my collarbone and shoulders. To make matters worse, there was a group of corker yahoos fishing off a dock thirty yards away who witnessed it, and they were laughing like crazy. I sprained my wrist trying to break my fall and skinned up one of my legs, which made the fishing less pleasant.
[This message has been edited by Rawthumb (edited 12 April 2005).]