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On Jun 20, 6:37 pm, Flytyer37 wrote:
Test! I'm not seeing my posts from the last few days. Frank Reid no doubt you have disregarded a very telling factor: the quality of vision of human beings deteriorates considerably while under water... yfitons wayno |
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"Flytyer37" wrote in message oups.com... Test! I'm not seeing my posts from the last few days. Frank Reid I don't recall seeing anything from you since your comment about bad karma about five days ago. :) Wolfgang |
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Flytyer37 typed: Test! I'm not seeing my posts from the last few days. Frank Reid I thought it was just me. -- TL, Tim who *always* thinks it was just him. --------------------------- http://css.sbcma.com/timj/ |
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wrote: Test! I'm not seeing my posts from the last few days. Frank Reid Last post of yours I saw / noted was on the 18th. -- r.bc: vixen Minnow goddess, Speaker to squirrels, willow watcher. Almost entirely harmless. Really. http://www.visi.com/~cyli |
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" writes On Jun 20, 6:37 pm, Flytyer37 wrote: Test! I'm not seeing my posts from the last few days. Frank Reid no doubt you have disregarded a very telling factor: the quality of vision of human beings deteriorates considerably while under water... yfitons wayno Hi Wayne, Is there any truth in the rumour that your whisky glasses have 2 dioptre bottoms?..:-) -- Bill Grey |
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"W. D. Grey" wrote Hi Wayne, Is there any truth in the rumour that your whisky glasses have 2 dioptre bottoms?..:-) a gross exaggeration, billy me boyo! i can still get by easily with my trusty 1.50's... yfitons wayno( poster boy for "moderation in all things") |
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writes "W. D. Grey" wrote Hi Wayne, Is there any truth in the rumour that your whisky glasses have 2 dioptre bottoms?..:-) a gross exaggeration, billy me boyo! i can still get by easily with my trusty 1.50's... yfitons wayno( poster boy for "moderation in all things") Well done Wayne, nice to hear from you. -- Bill Grey |
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On Jun 20, 5:37 pm, Flytyer37 wrote:
Test! I'm not seeing my posts from the last few days. Frank Reid Can I see me now? I can put in new posts but can't answer any. Lets see if this works. Frank Reid |
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On Jun 22, 7:50 am, Frank Reid wrote:
On Jun 20, 5:37 pm, Flytyer37 wrote: Test! I'm not seeing my posts from the last few days. Frank Reid Can I see me now? I can put in new posts but can't answer any. Lets see if this works. Frank Reid Woo Woo! Its ALIVE!!! Frank Reid |
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On Jun 21, 4:41 pm, "Wayne Harrison" wrote:
a gross exaggeration, billy me boyo! i can still get by easily with my trusty 1.50's... 1.50's work for me too; but I have to drink twice as many. Joe F. |
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"W. D. Grey" wrote in message ... In article , Wayne Harrison writes "W. D. Grey" wrote Hi Wayne, Is there any truth in the rumour that your whisky glasses have 2 dioptre bottoms?..:-) a gross exaggeration, billy me boyo! i can still get by easily with my trusty 1.50's... yfitons wayno( poster boy for "moderation in all things") Well done Wayne, nice to hear from you. -- Bill Grey Hiya Bill, I've just had to change my glasses to 2.00. Does that mean I can only have doubles? ;o) Andy |
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writes "W. D. Grey" wrote in message ... In article , Wayne Harrison writes "W. D. Grey" wrote Hi Wayne, Is there any truth in the rumour that your whisky glasses have 2 dioptre bottoms?..:-) a gross exaggeration, billy me boyo! i can still get by easily with my trusty 1.50's... yfitons wayno( poster boy for "moderation in all things") Well done Wayne, nice to hear from you. -- Bill Grey Hiya Bill, I've just had to change my glasses to 2.00. Does that mean I can only have doubles? ;o) Andy Hyia Andy what are you doing over this side of the pond? For our American friends, Andy myself and a few others have had our equivalent of your 'claves here in Wales. I would add with far less success fishing-wise that your orgies !. -- Bill Grey |
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"W. D. Grey" wrote in message ... In article , Andy Lawson writes "W. D. Grey" wrote in message ... In article , Wayne Harrison writes "W. D. Grey" wrote Hi Wayne, Is there any truth in the rumour that your whisky glasses have 2 dioptre bottoms?..:-) a gross exaggeration, billy me boyo! i can still get by easily with my trusty 1.50's... yfitons wayno( poster boy for "moderation in all things") Well done Wayne, nice to hear from you. -- Bill Grey Hiya Bill, I've just had to change my glasses to 2.00. Does that mean I can only have doubles? ;o) Andy Hyia Andy what are you doing over this side of the pond? For our American friends, Andy myself and a few others have had our equivalent of your 'claves here in Wales. I would add with far less success fishing-wise that your orgies !. Well, you know "fish stories." :) Just about a month ago, I spent three glorious days fishing in the Great Smoky Mountains of Tennessee and North Carolina in the company of three splendid gentlemen, notorious habitués, one and all, of this (insert adjective of choice here) assemblage. I averaged about three fish per day, I think. Catching fish is good.....but that's not what it's about. I mean, any fool can go out and fish alone.....and probably catch more fish without all the distractions attendant on being in the company of others......right? Wolfgang who knows one fool (who shall remain nameless) who intends to fish alone......and come home with a basket full of bluegills.....tomorrow. |
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"W. D. Grey" wrote in message ... In article , Andy Lawson writes "W. D. Grey" wrote in message ... In article , Wayne Harrison writes "W. D. Grey" wrote Hi Wayne, Is there any truth in the rumour that your whisky glasses have 2 dioptre bottoms?..:-) a gross exaggeration, billy me boyo! i can still get by easily with my trusty 1.50's... yfitons wayno( poster boy for "moderation in all things") Well done Wayne, nice to hear from you. -- Bill Grey Hiya Bill, I've just had to change my glasses to 2.00. Does that mean I can only have doubles? ;o) Andy Hyia Andy what are you doing over this side of the pond? For our American friends, Andy myself and a few others have had our equivalent of your 'claves here in Wales. I would add with far less success fishing-wise that your orgies !. -- Bill Grey Oh I lurk around here reading some fishing stories as well as enjoying some of the entertainment ;o) I posted on here back end of last year on my impending trip to Cuba and my intention to go fly-fishing for Bonefish. That caused quite an interesting thread to develop as well. Andy |
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Bill Grey Oh I lurk around here reading some fishing stories as well as enjoying some of the entertainment ;o) I posted on here back end of last year on my impending trip to Cuba and my intention to go fly-fishing for Bonefish. That caused quite an interesting thread to develop as well. Andy I missed any reports of your Cuba trip - I trust you caught at least one tiddler :-) My regards to Alex when you see him. -- Bill Grey |
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writes Well, you know "fish stories." :) Just about a month ago, I spent three glorious days fishing in the Great Smoky Mountains of Tennessee and North Carolina in the company of three splendid gentlemen, notorious habitués, one and all, of this assemblage. I averaged about three fish per day, I think. So you were in Wayno-land eh? Was he one of your companions perchance? -- Bill Grey |
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"W. D. Grey" wrote in message ... In article , Wolfgang writes Well, you know "fish stories." :) Just about a month ago, I spent three glorious days fishing in the Great Smoky Mountains of Tennessee and North Carolina in the company of three splendid gentlemen, notorious habitués, one and all, of this assemblage. I averaged about three fish per day, I think. So you were in Wayno-land eh? Well, I was in the state of North Carolina. Looking at my World Atlas, I see that the isle of Great Britain is about 581.43 miles, from Beachy Head, southeast of London, to Cape Wrath in the northwest highlands of Scotland......as the crow flies. North Carolina, from Nags Head on the Atlantic coast to the the tri-state corner shared with Georgia and Tennessee, is about 493.89. So, yeah, roughly. :) Was he one of your companions perchance? Sadly, I must report that he was not. Sadly, because although we have never technically "fished" together, I have enjoyed his company (immensely) at three or four of these gatherings, and he was definitely missed at this one. The "gentlemen" referred to above were Messrs. Knight, Miller, and Vance. This one was not slated to be a ROFFian get-together. It just happened that a few people planned to be in the area at approximately the same time, and I took advantage of the opportunity to avail myself of benefiting from their good manners by showing up and counting on the justly famed southern hospitality to keep from being summarily and forcibly ejected from the premises. It works every time. :) Wolfgang on the other hand, the *******s caught all the fish, leaving me and my bum left hind flipper to lurch along, whimpering pitifully (though, evidently, not pitifully enough), in their wake. :( |
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"W. D. Grey" wrote in message ... In article , Andy Lawson Bill Grey Oh I lurk around here reading some fishing stories as well as enjoying some of the entertainment ;o) I posted on here back end of last year on my impending trip to Cuba and my intention to go fly-fishing for Bonefish. That caused quite an interesting thread to develop as well. Andy I missed any reports of your Cuba trip - I trust you caught at least one tiddler :-) My regards to Alex when you see him. -- Bill Grey Just complete idleness on my part. I really must get around to writing something up as I did manage to catch a few plus stories of the ones that got away ;o). Andy |
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writes So you were in Wayno-land eh? Well, I was in the state of North Carolina. Looking at my World Atlas, I see that the isle of Great Britain is about 581.43 miles, from Beachy Head, southeast of London, to Cape Wrath in the northwest highlands of Scotland......as the crow flies. North Carolina, from Nags Head on the Atlantic coast to the the tri-state corner shared with Georgia and Tennessee, is about 493.89. So, yeah, roughly. :) We may be small but we have a huge heart :-) Was he one of your companions perchance? Sadly, I must report that he was not. Sadly, because although we have never technically "fished" together, I have enjoyed his company (immensely) at three or four of these gatherings, and he was definitely missed at this one. The "gentlemen" referred to above were Messrs. Knight, Miller, and Vance. This one was not slated to be a ROFFian get-together. It just happened that a few people planned to be in the area at approximately the same time, and I took advantage of the opportunity to avail myself of benefiting from their good manners by showing up and counting on the justly famed southern hospitality to keep from being summarily and forcibly ejected from the premises. It works every time. :) aA I write I'm looking at a baseball cap issued for the '99 ROFF Fall Ball ans I see Jeff Miller's signature on it ! I treasure this cap ! The other signatories we-Daytripper, I.J (Indian Joe) Wayne Knight, Louis LaPlac (the rev Dave laCourse) Charlie Choc, Waldo (where is he?), Tom Brown, Steve Zimmerman and Bill Crowe.....and NO Wayno !!!...... ..... I nearly forgot - Ken Fortenberry. Wolfgang on the other hand, the *******s caught all the fish, leaving me and my bum left hind flipper to lurch along, whimpering pitifully (though, evidently, not pitifully enough), in their wake. :( I hope they shared their fish :-) -- Bill Grey |
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"W. D. Grey" wrote in message ... aA I write I'm looking at a baseball cap issued for the '99 ROFF Fall Ball ans I see Jeff Miller's signature on it ! I treasure this cap ! The other signatories we-Daytripper, I.J (Indian Joe) Wayne Knight, Louis LaPlac (the rev Dave laCourse) Charlie Choc, Waldo (where is he?), Tom Brown, Steve Zimmerman and Bill Crowe.....and NO Wayno !!!...... .... I nearly forgot - Ken Fortenberry. I have one of those up in the closet. It wasn't till the next year that I got to meet some of those signatories face to face. ...the *******s caught all the fish, leaving me and my bum left hind flipper to lurch along, whimpering pitifully (though, evidently, not pitifully enough), in their wake. :( I hope they shared their fish :-) Well, Chuck let me photograph one. :) Wolfgang |
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...the *******s caught all the fish, leaving me and my bum left hind flipper to lurch along, whimpering pitifully (though, evidently, not pitifully enough), in their wake. :( Despite his protestations to the contrary, Wolfgang got around quite well despite a truly awful blister on his "flipper". He scrambled over rocks, waded through water I wouldn't even attempt, and in general handled himself like a man who is immediately at home as long as the water is wet and has the promise of fish in it. :-) He did finally have enough of it after 5-6 hours (?) on the stream, and turned back. Jeff and I fished for a while longer before heading back ourselves, and what did we find when nearing the trailhead, but Wolf back in the stream catching fish. :-) (I think he said he got tired of waiting for us.) I hope they shared their fish :-) Well, Chuck let me photograph one. :) Hey, that's right. Whatever happened to that photo, anyway? :-) Again, to be fair, this was shortly after Wolfgang arrived at my campsite. We were sitting around chatting when some bug activity started on the river right below the site. He insisted *I* fish the mini-hatch, and not only coached me on a long-leader technique, but re-rigged his rod and handed it to me with one of his flies tied on, and proceeded to direct my casts to willing fish. I figured the least I could do was try to catch one. :-) Chuck Vance (or two ... or three) |
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"W. D. Grey" wrote The other signatories we-Daytripper, I.J (Indian Joe) Wayne Knight, Louis LaPlac (the rev Dave laCourse) Charlie Choc, Waldo (where is he?), Tom Brown, Steve Zimmerman and Bill Crowe.....and NO Wayno !!!...... .... I nearly forgot - Ken Fortenberry. well, um, that signature event just might have taken place when i was, ah, ...resting... yfitons wayno(nothing i'd rather do than sign it for you some day.) |
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Wayne Harrison wrote:
"W. D. Grey" wrote The other signatories we-Daytripper, I.J (Indian Joe) Wayne Knight, Louis LaPlac (the rev Dave laCourse) Charlie Choc, Waldo (where is he?), Tom Brown, Steve Zimmerman and Bill Crowe.....and NO Wayno !!!...... .... I nearly forgot - Ken Fortenberry. well, um, that signature event just might have taken place when i was, ah, ...resting... I remember you being outside trying to jumpstart a dead battery on your old Mercedes. -- Ken Fortenberry |
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writes "W. D. Grey" wrote The other signatories we-Daytripper, I.J (Indian Joe) Wayne Knight, Louis LaPlac (the rev Dave laCourse) Charlie Choc, Waldo (where is he?), Tom Brown, Steve Zimmerman and Bill Crowe.....and NO Wayno !!!...... .... I nearly forgot - Ken Fortenberry. well, um, that signature event just might have taken place when i was, ah, ...resting... yfitons wayno(nothing i'd rather do than sign it for you some day.) I may take you up on that Wayne - nothing I'd like better :-) -- Bill Grey |
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"Conan The Librarian" wrote in message ... ...and what did we find when nearing the trailhead, but Wolf back in the stream catching fish. :-) Well, not so much catching as fishing. Um.....truth to tell, not so much fishing as casting. I DO love fly casting! :) (I think he said he got tired of waiting for us.) Nah, I wasn't waiting at all. I was taking it easy and had stopped a couple of times to photgraph bugs and flowers....and an awesome three inch long pencil thick megalegged crawly thingy....but my foot was bothering me despite the glacial pace I'd been keeping. It was time to cool my heels and reflect on the rare beauty of a suddenly pellucidly clear etymology. I hope they shared their fish :-) Well, Chuck let me photograph one. :) Hey, that's right. Whatever happened to that photo, anyway? :-) I'm checking over my list of lame excuses. I'll get back to you on that pretty soon now. Again, to be fair, this was shortly after Wolfgang arrived at my campsite. We were sitting around chatting when some bug activity started on the river right below the site. He insisted *I* fish the mini-hatch, and not only coached me on a long-leader technique, but re-rigged his rod and handed it to me with one of his flies tied on, and proceeded to direct my casts to willing fish. It's astonishing how easy fly fishing becomes when one assumes the role of sage advisor and stands on the bank pontificating while the fish are actively rising during a substantial hatch. :) I figured the least I could do was try to catch one. :-) Why every sniper has a spotter. Wolfgang |
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"Conan The Librarian" wrote in message ... ...and what did we find when nearing the trailhead, but Wolf back in the stream catching fish. :-) Well, not so much catching as fishing. Um.....truth to tell, not so much fishing as casting. I DO love fly casting! :) And it shows. :-) I hope to one day reach that point myself. And actually, I did somewhat on the evening when you were "coaching" me. Working with that long leader and casting across my body forced me to abandon my preconceived notions (mostly gained from casting oversized "flies" for bass), and "go with the flow". And of course it didn't hurt that there were cooperative fish in the area. :-) Hey, that's right. Whatever happened to that photo, anyway? :-) I'm checking over my list of lame excuses. I'll get back to you on that pretty soon now. No worries. It's just that I told Carol that there was *some* evidence that my whole time there wasn't spent drinking beer around the campfire. :-) Again, to be fair, this was shortly after Wolfgang arrived at my campsite. We were sitting around chatting when some bug activity started on the river right below the site. He insisted *I* fish the mini-hatch, and not only coached me on a long-leader technique, but re-rigged his rod and handed it to me with one of his flies tied on, and proceeded to direct my casts to willing fish. It's astonishing how easy fly fishing becomes when one assumes the role of sage advisor and stands on the bank pontificating while the fish are actively rising during a substantial hatch. :) IIRC, you were actually stretched out on a boulder the size of a large sofa, but that doesn't affect your point in the slightest. :-) Anyway, the irony wasn't lost on me that after four solid days of fishing, I caught the most and biggest fish of the trip within 40' of my campsite, while being given casting advice and using a borrowed rod and fly. :-) I figured the least I could do was try to catch one. :-) Why every sniper has a spotter. My only problem was I felt like I needed a semi-automatic to keep up with the rises of the fish. :-) Chuck Vance (of course that would have made C&R a bit more difficult) |
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"Conan The Librarian" wrote in message ... Wolfgang wrote: "Conan The Librarian" wrote in message ... ...and what did we find when nearing the trailhead, but Wolf back in the stream catching fish. :-) Well, not so much catching as fishing. Um.....truth to tell, not so much fishing as casting. I DO love fly casting! :) And it shows. :-) I hope to one day reach that point myself. And actually, I did somewhat on the evening when you were "coaching" me. Working with that long leader and casting across my body forced me to abandon my preconceived notions (mostly gained from casting oversized "flies" for bass), and "go with the flow". And of course it didn't hurt that there were cooperative fish in the area. :-) Catching fish is the ostensible raison d'etre of the whole exercise, to be sure, and even I would have to raise a bemused eyebrow at a fly fisher who claimed that he didn't like it when the fish bite because it interferes with his fishing, but there is a great deal more to what Mr. Miller so incisively refers to as "the mystery" than outwitting and outfighting a six inch brook trout. But the attempt to outwit and outfight a six inch brook trout can, done properly (well, for some of us anyway), encompass and even justify all that is explicit and implicit in that mystery.....and, yeah, cooperative fish are indeed a boon to the riparian philosopher. Hey, that's right. Whatever happened to that photo, anyway? :-) I'm checking over my list of lame excuses. I'll get back to you on that pretty soon now. No worries. It's just that I told Carol that there was *some* evidence that my whole time there wasn't spent drinking beer around the campfire. :-) I believe I only have the one photo in which a fish is clearly and indisputably identifiable. I'll send it, but I strongly advise saving it for one of those times.....you know. It's astonishing how easy fly fishing becomes when one assumes the role of sage advisor and stands on the bank pontificating while the fish are actively rising during a substantial hatch. :) IIRC, you were actually stretched out on a boulder the size of a large sofa.... And more comfortable than some sofas to which I've been subjected, although I got a good night's sleep on one last night. Anyway, the irony wasn't lost on me that after four solid days of fishing, I caught the most and biggest fish of the trip within 40' of my campsite, while being given casting advice and using a borrowed rod and fly. :-) Timing is the key element in casting with a fly rod. Cast when the fish are indisputably hungry and actively doing something about it. I figured the least I could do was try to catch one. :-) Why every sniper has a spotter. My only problem was I felt like I needed a semi-automatic to keep up with the rises of the fish. :-) Chuck Vance (of course that would have made C&R a bit more difficult) I'm pretty sure I had as much fun in the watching and jumping up and down as you did in the catching. :) Wolfgang |
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Wolfgang wrote:
"Conan The Librarian" wrote in message ... And it shows. :-) I hope to one day reach that point myself. And actually, I did somewhat on the evening when you were "coaching" me. Working with that long leader and casting across my body forced me to abandon my preconceived notions (mostly gained from casting oversized "flies" for bass), and "go with the flow". And of course it didn't hurt that there were cooperative fish in the area. :-) Catching fish is the ostensible raison d'etre of the whole exercise, to be sure, and even I would have to raise a bemused eyebrow at a fly fisher who claimed that he didn't like it when the fish bite because it interferes with his fishing, but there is a great deal more to what Mr. Miller so incisively refers to as "the mystery" than outwitting and outfighting a six inch brook trout. But the attempt to outwit and outfight a six inch brook trout can, done properly (well, for some of us anyway), encompass and even justify all that is explicit and implicit in that mystery.....and, yeah, cooperative fish are indeed a boon to the riparian philosopher. In my (much too limited) experience, the *search* for those cooperative fish seems to be enough justification. That's what lead me 3 or 4 miles up various trails in the GSMNP, when as I later found out, I could have found just as many fish (and possibly larger ones at that) within a few feet from my campsite. No worries. It's just that I told Carol that there was *some* evidence that my whole time there wasn't spent drinking beer around the campfire. :-) I believe I only have the one photo in which a fish is clearly and indisputably identifiable. I'll send it, but I strongly advise saving it for one of those times.....you know. Oh dear ... yes, I *do* know. IIRC, you were actually stretched out on a boulder the size of a large sofa.... And more comfortable than some sofas to which I've been subjected, although I got a good night's sleep on one last night. I assume that's related to your comment above? :-| Anyway, the irony wasn't lost on me that after four solid days of fishing, I caught the most and biggest fish of the trip within 40' of my campsite, while being given casting advice and using a borrowed rod and fly. :-) Timing is the key element in casting with a fly rod. Cast when the fish are indisputably hungry and actively doing something about it. And we return to your statement about cooperative fish. :-) And of course there was that discussion we had about how we so often approach the whole thing wrong. The next trip I take I think I'll try the "fish in the morning, return to camp mid-afternoon for some eating/drinking, get back on the water near dusk" approach. My only problem was I felt like I needed a semi-automatic to keep up with the rises of the fish. :-) Chuck Vance (of course that would have made C&R a bit more difficult) I'm pretty sure I had as much fun in the watching and jumping up and down as you did in the catching. :) And that sums up a lot of what was so enjoyable about the time I spent with you and Jeff. You both encouraged me to cast to prime lies first. At the same time, I was having fun watching how you two approached the water, and I was just as happy to see one of you catch a fish as I was to get one myself. Chuck Vance (well, *almost* as happy :-) |
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And of course there was that discussion we had about how we so often approach the whole thing wrong. The next trip I take I think I'll try the "fish in the morning, return to camp mid-afternoon for some eating/drinking, get back on the water near dusk" approach. ....and here's where i differ with most about the whole deal. that mid-day break/return to camp stuff interrupts a fine day's activity. i've no problem with taking breaks by the stream, but damned if i want to backtrack to camp or cabin or cafe when i'm in such pretty places. i always want to keep going, to see what's around the next bend, what might be in the next run, what the landscape offers, wildlife, quiet, ....away... jeff |
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Conan The Librarian wrote: And of course there was that discussion we had about how we so often approach the whole thing wrong. The next trip I take I think I'll try the "fish in the morning, return to camp mid-afternoon for some eating/drinking, get back on the water near dusk" approach. ...and here's where i differ with most about the whole deal. that mid-day break/return to camp stuff interrupts a fine day's activity. i've no problem with taking breaks by the stream, but damned if i want to backtrack to camp or cabin or cafe when i'm in such pretty places. i always want to keep going, to see what's around the next bend, what might be in the next run, what the landscape offers, wildlife, quiet, ...away... I certainly can't argue that point. In fact, that's exactly the approach I have taken on my trips to your beautiful area of the country. My average day on the water was: Get up at/slightly before daylight, make some coffee, get on the road, drive to whatever stream I'm fishing that day, hike for an hour or two (or three), fish upstream from there, re-trace my steps hitting water I passed on my way up the trail, stumble back to car, drink cold beer, drive back to camp, make dinner, fall asleep, rinse, repeat ... But when staying at a place like Elkmont, I could see adjusting my schedule so that I was back in camp in the p.m., and then back on the water in the vicinity of the campground until dark. So I guess a lot depends on where you are staying. Chuck Vance (and if you're fishing familiar or new water, as well) |
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... And of course there was that discussion we had about how we so often approach the whole thing wrong. The next trip I take I think I'll try the "fish in the morning, return to camp mid-afternoon for some eating/drinking, get back on the water near dusk" approach. There is no "wrong" approach to the whole thing, only personal preference. I went through my gung-ho, fish from dawn to dark phase but anymore my preference is to get on the water around 10:30 or 11 after a leisurely breakfast and then call it a day in time to be back in camp for Happy Hour. This approach greatly reduces the number of folks who want to fish with me and whether that's a bug or a feature, I haven't really decided. ;-) -- Ken Fortenberry |
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"Conan The Librarian" wrote in message ... Wolfgang wrote: And more comfortable than some sofas to which I've been subjected, although I got a good night's sleep on one last night. I assume that's related to your comment above? :-| Nah. Despite his advanced years, Cullen makes a point of trudging up the stairs each night to maintain his vigil at the foot of his mumma's bed. Becky was in Colorado and I could think of no good reason to subject him to that long climb, only to be torn between company on the one hand (or, paw, I guess) and loyalty on the other. As long as I stayed downstairs on the couch he was able to overcome the urge to climb the stairs, and remain peacefully asleep on the rug. Wolfgang |
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Ken Fortenberry wrote:
Conan The Librarian wrote: ... And of course there was that discussion we had about how we so often approach the whole thing wrong. The next trip I take I think I'll try the "fish in the morning, return to camp mid-afternoon for some eating/drinking, get back on the water near dusk" approach. There is no "wrong" approach to the whole thing, only personal preference. OK, a poor choice of words on my part. But it was obvious during my last trip that fishing was best around dusk, as that was the one time of day when there were bugs on the water, and fish were actively working on the surface. Hey, being a dry fly purist and all, I'd think you'd want to be on the water when the fish were actively pursuing bugs on the surface. :-) I went through my gung-ho, fish from dawn to dark phase but anymore my preference is to get on the water around 10:30 or 11 after a leisurely breakfast and then call it a day in time to be back in camp for Happy Hour. This approach greatly reduces the number of folks who want to fish with me and whether that's a bug or a feature, I haven't really decided. ;-) I don't worry about whether folks want to fish with me or not (I'm pretty much a loner anyway, but did enjoy my time on the water with Wolfgang and Jeff). However, if I were to start my fishing day around 10:30 or 11:00 it would greatly reduce the amount of water I got to cover. (And in those Smokies streams, it would likely mean that I was fishing behind someone all day.) I only get to fish good trout water once or twice a year, so I tend to be eager to get out and explore a lot in the limited time I have. But as I discovered on my last trip, if I'm camped right on good water, I can still have some time to fish late in the day if I simply plan to take a little rest in the afternoon. Chuck Vance |
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