Fished till noon for steelies on the Russian R., a local ditch. It was a bit nippy in the AM but many layers were shed as we walked back to the car. We caught no fish :roll: , though we saw many crossing the riffle. Many being relative, for this creek 7 is many. 
Anyhow, a grand peaceful morning.
Wandered down stream several mile for lunch and watched another spot. 5 fish were pestered in about an hour before the action abated there. None to flies. 
As we were leaving we saw an older gent trying to load his pram atop his car with a bit of difficulty. Of course we wandered over to lend a hand and do some BSâing.
To our amazement the gent professed to be 92 years young. 8) He was alone, fishing solo, and an absolute hoot to talk with. He had driven over 3 hours from his local waters to fish the Russian because of âlow waterâ there. This gent was a class act, for sure. Spent nearly an hour BSâing and enjoying the gent, his stories and his historyâŚfar better than landing some old fish and getting your hands wet and all. :lol:
âŚlee s.
I hope you turned him on to FAOL Les , Heâd be fun in the chat.
lee,
Thanks for the post. Some of the nicest folks Iâve ever met, had a fishing rod in their hand. I too have been offered help loading my boat, and I was very grateful.
Lee,
My fishing partner is 91 this year. Met him on a trickle down here in LA area. He is starting to slow down but Last year he and I were still mountain biking on a path 4+ miles to get to âour poolâ. What did they feed these people decades ago that they are still chugging along in better shape than me at 40? Man, Iâve got high BP, high cholesterol, a bit overweight⌠90 is looking really far away!
I was 55 or so a few years back. I was walking thru a rather large shopping mall when my knees began to give out a bit so I sat on a bench next to an older gentleman. I let out a bit of a groan and complained a bit as I thumped down into the seat. He turned to me and introduced himself saying Iâm 94 . I was stunned I would have put him at about 70 or so. He held out his hand for me to shake. He darn near broke all the bones in my hand with a grip that was incredible. He walks 4 miles a day and is spry as heck. This was before I began flyfishing so again so I donât know if he was a fisherman. Some of those old boys are tough as nails.
I have met two older gents fishing.
One was a guy that was âin his 80âsâ when I encountered him as I was fishing a trico hatch and he was out for a walk along the trail beside the stream.
We talked quite bit about flies and tactics. When he asked me what size tippet I was fishing I told him 7x and a size 24 fly. He replied that fished 8X and 28âs all the time. Not bad for 80 year old eyes! :shock:
The other guy I met last year fishing a favorite stream. He also is in his 80âs and I have been fortunate enough to bump into him twice. I was noticed him when I saw his tackle; a vintage Fenwick rod and a Medalist. I hope to bump into him again this year.
I personally consider our senior fishing folk to be our greatest fishing resource.
My father in law is 77 yrs yng. He gets up at 5:30 every morning to get to the diesel shop that he works at(Cummins diesel) . He is a diesel mechanic by trade and when he shakes your hand you smile âcause you know that your hand will quit hurting some day.He is still building and re-building motors! He doesânt want to quit as he wants to be senior man there some day :shock: . One fellow is 80 yrs young. Yup, heâs there senior guy :lol: .
My Dad is another story altogether. When he retired the guys asked him what he was going to do with his retirement. He replied"Go fishing" . He certainly has done that . So far he has âworn outâ two pretty hefty boats on Lake Champlain and is attempting to "wear out " the third. He plans on Muskies on the Lake of the Woods in Ontario next fall. Dad is 19 years old stuck in an 81 year old body :lol: .I dont even try to keep up. Im too old to try most days 
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Maybe when I retire I can "Go fishinâ" too.
Those who attended the Michigan Fish-In this summer will remember the elder statesmen of our group, Bob and Ray.
They were out before daylight and back at dark - and they caught fish. Hope they will be there again this summer. :lol:
I volunteer at a Senior Center and there is a gentleman that is at least eighty that I talk to regularly named Bob. He still has a boat that he salmon fishes with and he still goes elk hunting. Bob and other Seniors inspire me to LIVE my life as well as I can and not give up.
Doug 
In Japan they consider their older folks to be their National Treasures. Itâs a shame we donât value experience the same way.
Experience is what you get when you didnât get what you were after in the first place.
Rusty <><