Charlie Wilson wrote:



Sheesh, that reminds me of a story. A couple of years ago, me and Willi
and roffian Y were wading across a mild backwater, with the current lapping
gently around our knees. Willi and I stopped to discuss what appeared to be
hatch of tiny baettis that was just starting, when roffian Y started
screeching something getting about our asses out of the class 5 rapids that
was about to sweep him away.
At least that's how I remember it.




Me too. except I remember also casting to a couple risers after the
discussion.

Ken has his "rules" about fly fishing and whether they apply to a
specific situation or not, they're rules damn it!

Willi