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sherb wrote: »
If they ask for help, I'll give it. If not, I just let them flail away. I'm good either way.
ScottP wrote: »
I was fishing in Yellowstone one time, .... he was pretty much just flogging the water to no good effect.
Ya gotta watch out at Pats...it was only a couple of years ago two local brothers took a guy outside and beat him to death.
AboutFlyFishing wrote: »
Interesting post - I remember about 30 years ago, having an interest in fly fishing - picked up a cheap outfit at the Sportsmen's show, a couple of books, and some information on fly tying. I was 17 years old. I knew lots about spin fishing, but in my parts, very few people fly fished. Lessons were way too expensive for me back then.
I owned the cheapest hip waders you could buy (on a part time dairy farm labourer's wage, you can't buy much).
I drive out to a river and as they say, started flailing about on it, line tangles, nothing working for me. If it wasn't for a very kind gentleman, who walked over to where I was (I felt quite embarrassed - and embarrassment has a way of making my inner shyness come to the surface in spades), and he started some small talk with me, looked at my flies and offered me a couple that he said "might" work better than what I was using.
He checked out the rod I was using, and said something like, "Ya know, I've never used one of those before, may I have a couple of casts with it?" I handed him the rod, and as he used it, he said things like, "Hey, this isn't too bad considering the price of it. I think I'll get one of these for my wife for the odd time she comes out. No point in spending tons of money if she'll only use it once or twice a year," and he chuckled and made me feel good about the equipment I had.
Then, instead of telling me what to do, or how to cast it better, he said something like, "Here's what _I_ like to do when I'm casting... " and spent about five minutes showing me how HE would cast the rod... and telling me why _he_ uses a fly rod the way he does.
I watched, listened, after a few minutes he meandered down the river, and after that little lesson, I better understood what was going on and instead of an afternoon and evening of frustrating tangles, I caught a fish! Mind you, I wasn't casting any huge distances or anything like that, but if it was not for the kindness of that gentleman, I might never have tried fly fishing again.
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