One morning, you’re on your favorite water and all of a sudden standing before you is the genie of the fly rod. He tells you that you have only one wish… and you can’t wish for any others… and the wish has to be fly fishing related, preferrably of a historical nature. What would you ask for?
Like I said, it’s been a REAL slow week.
Mike
There is no greater fan of flyfishing than the worm.
Frenchman’s Pond with the Judge, a tin cup, some cheap Italian cigars, and something to drink from the cup. Because those things were always found together, I think that should qualify as one wish.
A cast, the wind lands it right, the fly flutters down gracefully, and to watch the 14 inch brown roll up and sip my son’s fly in, and he connects… The look on his face at 11yrs, “G” and for him to land him as well… and for him to say DADDDDD!!!
I’d ask to spend a day with Theodore Gordon or Edward Hewitt on the upper Neversink. If the genie couldn’t fulfill that wish, I’d wish to have all the bamboo fly rods ever made by a rodmaker of my choice.
Tye… I guess we have the same things in mind. I have fished in quite a few places, although nowhere near as many as I’d like to. I think it would be more enjoyable to be a shadow of Gordon, Walton, Hewitt, Frank Sawyer and on and on. I would have loved to be flying with Lee Wulff back in the days that everything he did was a new accomplishment. But I guess closer to home, I would have loved to be out on the water with one of my great-uncles that helped raise my dad when his own dad passed away. I guess I can blame him and my dad for this fascination I have with flyfishing and flytying.
Mike
There is no greater fan of flyfishing than the worm.
I loved the I dream of genie TV show.
I dream of hooking a 200 lb Tarpon. But that will never happen without the GENIE!
If I want to catch a tarpon WHAT I’m I living here for. I guess I will have to settle for that 10 lb Channel Cat I released many years ago.
OH WELL!!!
Doug WL OR
I wish the waters could be as clean and as well populated with fish as they were 500 years ago.
I’d take my chances as to what fish were here and how to catch them. There would be no Browns in the US and no Rainbows in the East, but those Brookies and those Salmon… wow! Stripers and Bass, no idea but it would be fun to find out.
I’d politely ask that ol’ genie to please, please, please convince my wonderful wife to take up fly fishing. If she outfished me each day, that day would be complete.
However, it’d take a pretty strong genie to accomplish the task…
I would wish for at least four of the dams to be removed from the Snake River so I could do some fly fishing for steelhead in my native state of Idaho.