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Larry L typed:
"Tom Nakashima" wrote

I remember one recent
trip I gave a fly to a stranger, about 15 min. later he hooked up as
I had not a single strike. Later he came by and offered me the
fish. I just smiled and told him to keep it and commented on his
great presentation skills.

One of last season's greatest highlights for me occurred on the
Henry's Fork just above the log jam....
snipped nice story

Since it's story time. . .

Last year, my older son (you know, the guy with the metal-rod-construction
spine) decided to take my dog for a walk at the secret spot. About 100 yards
in, there was a woman sitting on the bank and her young son was in the water
flailing away with a completely improperly rigged fly rod. We stopped long
enough to let the mother pet the dog and to find out the boy's father had
passed away a few months back. I took the kid, about 12-13 years old, back
to my car (always properly stocked with fishing gear), rerigged his rod
(backing installed, turned the line around on the reel, new leader, etc.),
tied on a wooly bugger, and gave him about a dozen flies to start him off.
We went back and I showed him how to cast - pretty funny if you've ever seen
*me* cast. Kinda like the blind leading the blind. anyway, the kid was
pretty jazzed, and the mother was beside herself thanking me. I had to leave
before it got too maudlin. My son promptly asked me why I was so much nicer
to other people's children. ;-)

A few weeks later, I was back there to do some fishing. The boy was back and
said his mother was sitting and reading downstream about 1/2 mile. He said
he hadn't caught anything the day we met, but he went back the next day and
caught several little fish I assumed were brookies. On this day, he went in
the river at the same spot I'd left him the last time and was casting fairly
well.

I see this kind of stuff not as a "nice thing to do", but as a duty to
society. If that kid gets into fishing instead of trouble, it's sure worth
the time. AFAIC, all the kudos go to the mother for continuing to spend the
time to get the kid on the river.

.. . . and, yes, I usually share any info I have (normally minimal) with
others around me who are interested, but I've seen a few pretty nasty people
who feel their info and talent is theirs and nobody else's. Grumpy ol' farts
usually, even grumpier than me.
--
TL,
Tim
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GENTLEMEN!
 

At one time, the term "Angler", was practically synonymous with the term,
"Gentleman". Difficult to say when this started to change. However this may
be, nowadays one can certainly not simply assume it to be so.

TL
MC

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"Tom Nakashima" wrote


It's amazing how life always seems to balances out. Great story btw.
My parents were put in the Japanese-American Internment camps when they
grew up here in the states. Unfortunately for us, the last thing they
wanted their kids to be was Japanese. So we lost a lot of our culture in
not speaking the language, and not eating the foods.

I hadn't really noticed your name when I posted my HF story. But the Fork
seems to be a type of fishing Mecca for Japanese. I run into parties from
there every year, I hear that Rene Harrop is much published and admired
there, and one of my 'buddies' in the area is recently married to a woman
who came to fish the Fork from Japan and stayed.

I read somewhere in a book claiming to be science about fish that Japanese
have a chemical in their skin oils that is attractive to fish .... genetic
advantage g ... makes sense to me, island people evolving where fishing is
so very important .... have you ever heard this? I'll try and find the
book, it's probably in my library.


One last Japanese fishing thingy. Apparently there are some things that
can't be said in Japanese as each year I overhear a conversation or two that
( to me ) sounds like, "yamanashi fugiwama leader shy makidori" g and I
get a chuckle from it. I've seen a couple Japanese fishing magazines and
they are a mixture of those cool characters with some English words throw in
too ... kinda weird, really

My experience with the foreign anglers in the Yellowstone area would place
the Japanese at the very top of the list in manners, ethics, and politeness
to others ...... German speakers near the bottom ... and those English
speakers with a Texas drawl dead last ... fwiw

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"Tim J." wrote

I see this kind of stuff not as a "nice thing to do", but as a duty to
society.

I didn't think Republicans were allowed to think in terms of "social
contract" g ....








cool story, G

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On Fri, 28 Oct 2005 18:18:40 GMT, "Larry L"
wrote:

Apparently there are some things that
can't be said in Japanese as each year I overhear a conversation or two that
( to me ) sounds like, "yamanashi fugiwama leader shy makidori" g and I
get a chuckle from it. I've seen a couple Japanese fishing magazines and
they are a mixture of those cool characters with some English words throw in
too ... kinda weird, really

Japanese has a lot of borrowed words, from Chinese, Korean, Portuguese, English,
etc. The 'cool' characters (kanji) are actually derived from Chinese characters.
FWIW
--
Charlie Choc
234778

GENTLEMEN!
 

Larry L wrote:
"Tim J." wrote
I see this kind of stuff not as a "nice thing to do", but as a duty to
society.

I didn't think Republicans were allowed to think in terms of "social
contract" g ....

How soon we forget. Don't you remember the "Contract on America" ?

It's amazing that Gingrich has the nerve to show his ugly face.

--
Ken Fortenberry

GENTLEMEN!
 

Larry L typed:
"Tim J." wrote

I see this kind of stuff not as a "nice thing to do", but as a duty
to society.

I didn't think Republicans were allowed to think in terms of "social
contract" g ....

I forgot to mention that I also enrolled the lad in the Young Republicans.
It was the least I could do. . .
--
TL,
Tim
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"Larry L" wrote in message
...

"Tom Nakashima" wrote


It's amazing how life always seems to balances out. Great story btw.
My parents were put in the Japanese-American Internment camps when they
grew up here in the states. Unfortunately for us, the last thing they
wanted their kids to be was Japanese. So we lost a lot of our culture in
not speaking the language, and not eating the foods.

I hadn't really noticed your name when I posted my HF story. But the
Fork seems to be a type of fishing Mecca for Japanese. I run into
parties from there every year, I hear that Rene Harrop is much published
and admired there, and one of my 'buddies' in the area is recently married
to a woman who came to fish the Fork from Japan and stayed.

I also married a gal from Japan, Yokohama and I tell my friends I did
something right in my life...going on 25 years next March.


I read somewhere in a book claiming to be science about fish that Japanese
have a chemical in their skin oils that is attractive to fish .... genetic
advantage g ... makes sense to me, island people evolving where fishing
is so very important .... have you ever heard this? I'll try and find
the book, it's probably in my library.

I'm not sure on this, I'll have to ask Bev about that one. I know the
Japanese women are always into natural lotions and extracts from plants or
animals to keep their skin beautiful.



One last Japanese fishing thingy. Apparently there are some things that
can't be said in Japanese as each year I overhear a conversation or two
that ( to me ) sounds like, "yamanashi fugiwama leader shy makidori" g
and I get a chuckle from it. I've seen a couple Japanese fishing
magazines and they are a mixture of those cool characters with some
English words throw in too ... kinda weird, really

The Japanese have a lot of sayings that are hard to translate in the
American language. My mother-in-law used to call me "WholeOss" and give me
a huge smile. So for six months I thought it was something good, thought I
was the guru of Son-in-laws. Then I found out she was getting her compound
words crossed. She was actually call me an "Asshole".


My experience with the foreign anglers in the Yellowstone area would place
the Japanese at the very top of the list in manners, ethics, and
politeness to others ...... German speakers near the bottom ... and those
English speakers with a Texas drawl dead last ... fwiw

I know the Japanese have a different sense of humor than us. I would stay
up late at night watching Johnny Carson host Rodney Dangerfield on the
tonight show and laughing at his one-liners. My two Japanese roommates
couldn't figure-out what the hell I was laughing at. However they would get
a big kick out of Jerry Lewis falling down or the Three Stooges. Yes agree,
the people from Japan are very polite and well mannered.
-tom

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"Tim J." wrote in message
...
Larry L typed:
"Tom Nakashima" wrote

I remember one recent
trip I gave a fly to a stranger, about 15 min. later he hooked up as
I had not a single strike. Later he came by and offered me the
fish. I just smiled and told him to keep it and commented on his
great presentation skills.

One of last season's greatest highlights for me occurred on the
Henry's Fork just above the log jam....
snipped nice story

Since it's story time. . .

Last year, my older son (you know, the guy with the metal-rod-construction
spine) decided to take my dog for a walk at the secret spot. About 100
yards in, there was a woman sitting on the bank and her young son was in
the water flailing away with a completely improperly rigged fly rod. We
stopped long enough to let the mother pet the dog and to find out the
boy's father had passed away a few months back. I took the kid, about
12-13 years old, back to my car (always properly stocked with fishing
gear), rerigged his rod (backing installed, turned the line around on the
reel, new leader, etc.), tied on a wooly bugger, and gave him about a
dozen flies to start him off. We went back and I showed him how to cast -
pretty funny if you've ever seen *me* cast. Kinda like the blind leading
the blind. anyway, the kid was pretty jazzed, and the mother was beside
herself thanking me. I had to leave before it got too maudlin. My son
promptly asked me why I was so much nicer to other people's children. ;-)

A few weeks later, I was back there to do some fishing. The boy was back
and said his mother was sitting and reading downstream about 1/2 mile. He
said he hadn't caught anything the day we met, but he went back the next
day and caught several little fish I assumed were brookies. On this day,
he went in the river at the same spot I'd left him the last time and was
casting fairly well.

I see this kind of stuff not as a "nice thing to do", but as a duty to
society. If that kid gets into fishing instead of trouble, it's sure worth
the time. AFAIC, all the kudos go to the mother for continuing to spend
the time to get the kid on the river....

Five or six years ago, Becky and I did a backpacking trip in the Never
Summer Wilderness, just outside Rocky Mountain National Park. At the end of
the trip we spent the better part of a day reacquainting ourselves with
civilization (such as it is) in Estes Park before heading home. After a
decent lunch in the outdoor cafe seating area of one of the local bar/grills
(where they allowed Cullen to sit with us......and even brought him a bowl
of water and a hot dog) we strolled the boardwalk along whatever the hell
stream it is that flows through town. A boy appearing to be about ten years
old was there with his mother, doing his level best to tease a trout up out
of the water. We stood and watched him for a while. Eventually, he gave up
and came up on the bridge from where we and his mother had been watching.
With an air of morose anxiety he searched briefly through the pitiful supply
of flies in a little plastic box. I asked to see them and he, looking a bit
embarrassed, held the box out to me. After a quick glance, I asked him to
wait a minute and then walked back to our car and retrieved my fishing bag.
Returning to the bridge, I got out a fly box and selected a few. Holding
them out to the boy, I asked him to take them. Eyes aglow, he complied. As
he placed them carefully into his box, I dug out another and made a few more
selections. We repeated the procedure a few times. Eventually, he couldn't
fit any more flies in his box.....so I gave him another. Then we filled
that one. Half an hour later, we strolled away, to the accompaniment of
profuse thanks from both boy and mother.

Since that day, I've had to replace the transmission in my van, I lost my
job, I got a parking ticket at Big Cedar Lake, I've had several colds, I've
cut myself numerous times on kitchen cutlery, razor blades and broken glass,
I got a big zit on my nose, I've had more fishless days than I care to count
or remember, my favorite coffee mug got smashed, there are mice in the
pantry, Susan Sarandon, Daryl Hannah, Jessica Lang, Holly Hunter and Sharon
Stone NEVER return my calls........I could go on. :(

Wolfgang
karma this.

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"Wolfgang" schrieb im Newsbeitrag
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Wolfgang
karma this.

You already did. Every time you think of it, you feel good.

What more could you desire? Apart of course from gainful employment, diverse
phone calls from famous and beautiful women, and fewer zits?

TL
MC