Frank Church wrote:
..holding the rod at a 45 degree angle, I carefully thread the flyline thru
all the guides, making sure not to miss one as I occasionally do. Finally
with the leader and line thru the tiptop I stand the rod up to begin tying
on the bug of the day. Then, with the sibilant sound of silk panties
sliding down a milky white thigh, the damned flyline winds up in loose
coils on the ground and I have to start over.

I think you and the wife need to spend some time "quality" together!
Although fly fishing does evoke many pleasant feelings for me, erotic
feelings aren't one of them.


Am I the only putz who has to
learn this lesson of gravity and slick flylines time and again thru the
years? It is even more frustrating in the dawn's early light when I can
hear bass feeding in the lilypads. Never, in all the years I have been
fishing does the excitement of about to fish a new day wane. It's still
there and I hope it never goes away.

Frank Church
..who's been putzing it for decades...


You could do what I do, keep your rod strung up and stored in a case
made to hold a rod broken down into two pieces but with the reel
attached and the line already strung with a fly attached.

Willi