Some of you are aware that I had no intention of fly fishing, or fly tying, or rod building, or anything else when the thought of flyfishing was introduced to our family. I was just simply looking for something, anything, to keep Cary busy after he retired. (He has a tendency to "help" me, and I didn't think he'd live very long retired, and helping me daily!!) I bought him everything he needed to get started even before he retired. My introduction was to condescendingly purchase a lite spinning rod, and one fly, that I figured I'd take with me, cuz I knew I'd never be fishing! The first rainbow I saw taken from the water, (not even by either of us, just some guy fishing!) convinced me I needed more! When I saw the cost for flies, I suggested to Cary, that he may want to learn how to tye. Nope! So I took a class. I was totally hooked! Of course the lite spinning rod wouldn't do for the flies I was tying (for the both of us), so we got a couple travel rods from Cabela's. One never being enough, of course we needed rods for different locations, and conditions!! Rod building seemed like a logical extension of the process and you cannot build just one. I had to build matching, though "different" rods for both of us. And for different waters, locations, and conditions. And hand made by me rather than store bought ... Oh, it's a slippery slope we get on!! I have never looked back, and I'm thankful everyday that we found something we love to do together.
Last edited by Betty Hiner; 03-01-2008 at 10:43 PM.
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