TR- casting lessons & a perfect ten
in his ever gracious manner, opie once again took me out for some fishin
lessons. displaying great patience , we practiced various casts, as well as techniques for bringing in the line. i had a few nice casts :-), and several crummy ones :-( the trip started with a serious hike, climbing boulder, after boulder, (true, mark did prove a damned good climber, but i held my own pretty well, with only a few requirements for a helping hand- my excuse being my diminutive stature g). this which was followed by wading through some pretty rocky water. upon entering the stream, i received fairly immediate instruction from said fishing companion, on how to save your flyrod during a sitting reid SEG (sorry mark, had to tellg) not to be outdone, i demonstrated my own sitting reid, followed a little while later by a presentation of the splits- across a mossy rock- that would have earned me a perfect ten in the olympics. naturally, op had to try to out-do me with a couple of more near misses, but not to be bettered, i finished with a very lovely tumble which landed me on both knees, and one elbow. quite a nice demonstration, really- and all the while implementing opie's patented rod sparing technique. upon arrival by my personal instructor, at my humble abode, the announcement had been made that i was going to get skunked, to which i replied with a promise to kick his ass. well, as the evening wore on, and mr. bowen caught brown after brown (totaling three *good* sized fish- HE SUCKS!), i feared loss of face. finally, in spite of a poor cast, i hooked a brown! well, there was that weak knee, hand shaking reaction again! i was tickled, and mark kindly reacted with a good measure of delight at my catch. while i was *excited* about it, i would certainly have taken more *pride* in my catch had i hooked him off of a better cast. i do allow myself a certain amount of satisfaction, however, in the fact that these are wild trout. so, i came away from the outing saving face, in that i at least didn't get skunked, even though i didn't kick his ass, as threatened. i came away, hopefully, with some improvement in my technique,and some points to work on, a gold medal in freestyle stream acrobatics, my first brown, and a nice *big* black and blue bruise on my, umm........sitting reid G snakefiddler- who's the sissy girly woman now, op? |
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