I’ve been away for quite a while, as you may have noticed. I moved. Carried tons of stuff through a bitch of a staircase. Spent hours reconfiguring the new place. Now I’m building furniture.
When I have a moment, I’m g0ne fishin9. This is my first fly fishing month of May. It’s a ball. The bows are rising like mad to stuff I have no idea of, but I try to get the size and color, and it works to some extent.
Today, caught 3 lost 2 (goddamn 2 pounds tippet). Got the first on a simple dry all black, the following on a sort of March Brown, and the last on a grey and green buzzer suspender. So obviously I didn’t get what was going on. They were clearly interested in white hackles (had plenty of sniffing) but not enough to strike. Maybe the body was wrong.
Anyway, I’m a dry fly purist these days. How about that, my agitated friends?