A qui de droit : allez voter ! Hop hop hop.
Sorry Marc. Couldn’t help it. (Stolen from The Trout Underground).
this has nothing to do with anything, except I caught it on The man in the striped pajamas, a blog vaguely related to fly fishing, I got to check because LoFiFly resurected a couple of day ago and this guy commented.
Fascinating, I know.
Anyway, I got to watch The Animals doing The House of the Rising Sun, something I had never actually seen. It’s the dog’s bollocks. These guys are intense.
A fat +25pts bonus for Alan Price kicking serious ass on the Vox Continental, and Eric Burdon looking like he’s just out of jail. How appropriate.
Seen on the Angler’s Culvert, where you will find the best fishing/whisky mix of the whole internet. Desperately calling for something else in the fishporn department. Maybe something involving something else than big fishes?
Like three major writers and not a few mustache.
I had a big epiphany a couple of days ago when I first met here with the notion of a loop fight. You know, I’m rather on the quarrelsome side of the spectrum. It’s not really for the competition (I don’t care much for that), what I like is rather aggression. Combat stuff. So when Paul mentioned that you could actually fight with a flyline, I was all ‘but of course we can!! I want to. Right now!!”
The problem, obviously, is to find someone crazy enough to actually want to do this. Your typical fly fisher is a rather benign guy, usually, so it’s probably not going to be trivial. But then, I have a plan B. For, as you may know, I have kids…
So I said to the girls: let’s play a game. I’m the fisherman, you are the fishes. If I touch you with the fly, I catch you. If the other one touches you, you’re free. Each time I catch you both I win. Needless to say, what followed was an hour of pure flycasting madness for me and huge fun for my baby dolls. Like reservoir trouts, the little buggers quickly learn how to swim just beyond your reach… If you’ve got young kids (around 6 is perfect) everyone’s in for a treat.
You may even argue that the new 4wt you need is especially for playing with the kids. How about that?
But now I want some symmetry. I want to dodge. I want to fire and forget. I want to go all Indiana Jones with my line… Greg, where are you ? Grab your XP, I have something for you.
Steve Zakur, who is quite funnier than a colon cancer, kindly shares with us the following Painfully Obvious Tip™.
When fishing to downstream lies on a small stream, resist the urge to stand where the fish are and cast to where the fish are not while wearing a bright red sweatshirt.
We should all thank him for imparting us such wisdom. Many more life-changing lessons are to be found on his most excellent blog. Sipping Emergers.