katghoti typed:
Hello,

I have been lurking for a while and really enjoy the Trip reports I
read. It really helps get me through the day sitting in the cubicle.
So in that vein, I have decided to add to the pot of trip reports.

And a fine first offering it is.

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I hear splashing behind me as my cousin
comes up river. He has spent 30 minutes beating the river to a froth
without anything to show. He comes up and asks how the fishing is. I
lie. I don't know why I do it. Is it to spare his feelings? Am I
selfish? I don't know. I do know that I wanted to be alone for a
while longer without having to share the fish.

Sounds like "selfish" to me, not that there's anything wrong with that. ;-)

Then I am ashamed that
I feel this way. These sudden impulses of selfishness drag me down.
I should be enjoying the company not worrying about the fish.

I tell him to cast through my honey hole as I watch.

Ahhhhhh. . . redemption!

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This fly fishing trip is not about me, it was about the time we had,
the time to view nature, drink in the beauty of a small ruby encrusted
10 inch brown. To sit back and admire someone trying the damnest to
catch a fish and try to learn how to fish. About the unbridaled
enthusiasm of the battle, and the simple joy of holding one of
nature's most beautiful creation.

Shame on me for overlooking what fishing is about. I learned a lesson
that day, and I hope that I can learn from it.

Aw, don't be so hard on yourself. It wasn't like the guy was a friend or
somthing - he was just a family member.
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TL,
Tim
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