When casting a big clouser in a strong wind be sure and duck on the forward cast. Ouch! 
Been there done that! Make you invent new words doesnât it! :shock:
Just wear an old motercycle helmet from a garage sale. Donât worry if the paint is all beat up there wonât be any on the back side soon anyway. 
If the wind is coming across your body from your casting hand side then cast back hand or at least side arm. A clouser to the back of the head or to your back is not fun.
jed
If you assume the emergency position they recommend on aircraft, head down between your knees, you will be much safer. That means that you butt will be the highest point on your body and will absorb the errant Clouser strike. :shock: :shock: Waiting that extra second to make sure the line and the Clouser have straightened out completely will also help a lot. 8T :lol: :lol:
If you think about it, the up-downer style hat became popular about the same time that the Clouser deep minnow did.
Coincidence :?: I think not.
You may want to duck on the backcast, too. Clousers fit nicely between the hat bill and the sunglasses! :roll:
Iâd rather not say how I know this, but the gape of a 2/0 hook fits perfectly in the corner of your mouth without breaking the skin :shock:
#26 cream midge anyone?
The first time I got plunked with a Clouser I was wearing a fleece lined boonie hatâŚdidnât feel a thing. AhhhâŚwhat were we just discussing?
I have yet to hit myself with a fly. Evidence of my lack of experience, perhaps? :oops:
That said, I did once smack my brother in the head with a fly a few years back. It wasnât my fault - he was the one dumb enough to walk behind me as I made my back cast 
The best âmeeting the business end of a lureâ story I have though doesnât concern fly fishing, unfortunately. While I was in highschool, myself and a friend were fishing in a little neighborhood pond. I was dunking a little crappie jig, I think, and my freind was using a fairly large Mepps spinner. After a while, I heard him yelling for me, and went to see what was up.
He was standing at the waterâs edge, reeling like mad, and his pole was bent nearly double. After fighting for a while he handed the rod to me, fish still attached. I donât remember why; maybe his arms were tired or something.
Anyway, I cranked on it for a while, and finally managed to get what ever was on the other end close to the bank. Out of the water comes this tail the size of my outspread hand, with scales as big as my thumbnail. Heâd foul-hooked a rather large grass carp, and that fish was not a happy camper. As soon as his tail broke the water, he figured out what was coming and took off for the other side of the pond. After a few minutes I had him near our side again - and thatâs when things really got crazy. I hauled back on the rod to try and get him a little closer, and the spinner broke loose. The rod popped back like a catapult being let loose and smacked me in the face. Good thing I had sun glasses on. My buddy wasnât so luckyâŚ
After I recovered from being whipped, I turned around to look at him and there, hanging from his forehead, right between his eyes, is the spinner. He never even realized it - there is blood running down his nose, Iâm actually telling him that heâs been hooked, and the only thing he cares about is the fish. He was cursing a blue streak at me for losing it.
Fortunately, the injury was only a scratch; the spinner fell away after a second or two. Good thing, too - I was about to die laughing, and probably wouldnât have been much help in getting the hook out
well i tried it, DONâT BELEIVE HIM! i casted i ducked i got hit by a 3/o fly. ouch!
JZ
Great reason for barbless!
Personally, I think Bob Clouser gets a âkickbackâ from ER Doctors!
Mike
Use the Oval Cast also called the Belgian Cast to throw Weighted nymphs and Clousers.
Oh I donât know. There are 3 or 4 words that have served me very well for a lifetime.
I gotta ad a funny instance of this very thing . . . Clousers to the backside. . . .
My son and I took a friend of his White Bass fishing one spring during the spawning run. It was warm and we were wet wading. My son and his friend were 14 or 15 years old. We are all fishing 7 weights and size 4 clousers. Needless to say at some point my sonâs friend hit himself in the center of his back. He yelled something I wonât repeat as it hurt . . . about 5 minutes later I did the same thing . . . . My son starts laughing at us who apparently did not know how to cast very well in his words . . . . I told him to watch his mouth Sooner or later youâll do it yourself . . . . About 15 minutes later . . . . His hauls a very strong forward cast and his friend and I watch as the Clouser meets his rear end and stops!!! . . . He did not hook himself but the lead eyes made very strong contact. . . . LOL he grabbed his rear end and his friend and I could not do anything but laugh . . . as we had told him that mouthing off would lead to retribution . . . . . . Clouser style . . . LOL
-wayne
Luckily, to this date, Iâve never had whatâs fondly referred to as âA Clouser Shampooâ. Been hooked, enough, by various errant casts, from my own doing though!
But, I think Iâd take the âC.Shampooâ, over another âpainâ many of us have learned to avoid the hard way⌠"Going through dense brush, with a wooden net on our backs, the net tethered to us with an elastic chord.
Catching the net on brush, having the chord stretch to nearly its breaking point, then the net coming loose and heading for the back of your head, at super sonic speed!
Of course, by design, the chordâs also attached to the netâs HANDLE, so thatâs usually the first point of impact with your hat rack.
Have a fishing buddy, who always tethered his net t his belt loop, until the day he hung up his net and it coming free at the full pull of the tethering chord. Obviously, nets are not aerodynamically designed, so they donât âfly true blue, on a course of flightâ. His net came flying back at him, went BETWEEN his legs, not hitting him at all!!
Until. once through his legs, it of course, had to retrace itâs flight path BACK through his thighs and it flew âto highâ to make it. This all happened, in a split second of time, of course, but the resulting pain lasted a bit longer for my buddy!! I couldnât figure out, âwhyâ he had suddenly dropped to his knees to pray, in the middle of the trail!?! He wasnât even facing East.
Until. once through his legs, it of course, had to retrace itâs flight path BACK through his thighs and it flew âto highâ to make it. This all happened, in a split second of time, of course, but the resulting pain lasted a bit longer for my buddy!! I couldnât figure out, âwhyâ he had suddenly dropped to his knees to pray, in the middle of the trail!?! He wasnât even facing East.
Now, thatâs the funniest thing Iâve read in a long time. My dog is giving me the strangest look as Iâm sitting here laughing.
Something kind of 3 Stoogesesque about the net getting him on the back cast if you willâŚ
Thanks for brightening up my day. I hope your buddy isnât still singing the high notesâŚ
Jeff
No, thankfully, his voice has âreturned to normalâ, but itâs weird as heck, to be seen fishing with a guy thatâs wearing a âcupâ on the OUTSIDE of his chest highs! He also, now secures his net off the rear of his vest, no longer from a belt loop!
Rest assured, though⌠NOT ONE of the 73 members of our fly club, EVER rib him about this very true happening! (weâre, ALL, still too busy laughing about it, to start the teasing and this happened, two seasons ago!)