Now that we've all taken a deep breath...

"Frank Reid" wrote

I just go up to my man
cave and fondle a few nymphs


Have you tried dry flies?


This reminds me of something I've noticed about myself but never understood.
On the occasions that I find myself actively sitting and engaging in
farfetched daydreaming about fishing, i.e. picturing myself pulling in fish
after fish ( see told you it was a dream ) ............ I'm almost always
nymph fishing !! I don't even really care for nymph fishing, so why
would my brain choose to make it my daydream method of choice?

Larry L ( who thinks the human brain is very odd, .... but then, only has
real access to his own and, thus, may be getting a wrong impression of
general truths on the subject )

"rb608" wrote

The fall trip to Altmar is pretty well carved in stone,



It looks like my annual pilgrimage to Montahoming will continue this summer.

I always think about new ( to me ) places to go and ponder exploring far
less known destinations than I mention on ROFF. But, old loves are hard
to beat, if the love is real, and I suspect I'll mainly visit them. I
notice that every post in this thread ( thus far ) about planned trips
centers around the poster's old love destination, and that is as it should
be IMHO.

On the subject of loves, my wife will be joining me some of this season.
My trailer is really too big for just me, but not really big enough for two
.... long term. We don't want to buy a bigger one until we're sure she'll
enjoy the lifestyle. It will be interesting to see how she likes it.

She used to be very much an outdoorsy girl, but that has changed a lot with
raising our son and other, at home, obligations. My job and my hunting/
fishing passions have kept me on the road and out in Nature, something she
has always supported completely.

I often mention ( aka bitch about ) my bad ankle and knee, they started
with a serious rock climbing accident that left me on crutches for months
way back when. My lovely bride ( to be at the time ) was my belayer,
caught the fall, patched me best she could and helped me down off the rock
to safety. Another, even earlier, time on a climbing/ hiking trip I fell
asleep in the afternoon sun, as did Neil a climbing partner. When we woke
up my sweetie calmly told us about chasing off a bear by banging on pots and
how she had tried to not make too much noise and wake us !!! Understand
why I got married? I'm looking forward to spending more time walking and
enjoying Nature together than we've been able to mutually schedule the last
couple decades.


Larry L ( who always wonders how personal to get here ... not 'personal'
attacks, roff tradition has set that bar very high g ... another kind of
'inner thought' personal )

On Feb 21, 6:45*pm, "Larry L" wrote:

Larry L ( who always wonders how personal to get here ... not 'personal'
attacks, roff tradition has set that bar very high g ... another kind of
'inner thought' personal )

Best not at all, as although some people here will simply invent
rubbish about you if they decide to attack you, giving them any
personal information at all is a very very bad idea, because
eventually they will use it against you in ways you never dreamed
possible.

TL
MC

On Feb 21, 12:45*pm, "Larry L" wrote:
Understand
why I got married?

I don't know, man. Seems to me that you fell of a cliff and got
banged up on rocks and almost got mauled by a bear while in close
proximity to her. Maybe she's bad luck!

Just kidding. My buddies and I are in the planning / dreaming stage,
too . . . a couple short trips to VA, a week in the Sierra Nevadas in
CA, and as many day trips and overnighters in PA as possible. Every
nice, even semi-warmish day, now, when I step out of the office at
lunch time, I'm thinking, "Just a little bit warmer and I'll be
skipping out for the afternoon!" This is the toughest part of the
year - conditions are so, so close . . . but not yet. My skills /
interests restrict my fishing to dry flies on brookie streams, that's
why I'm not out right now.

On Feb 21, 1:00*pm, wrote:
Best not at all, as although some people here will simply invent
rubbish about you if they decide to attack you, giving them any
personal information at all is a very very bad idea, because
eventually they will use it against you in ways you never dreamed
possible.

This sounds like being afraid to ask a girl out because she might say
no.

On Feb 21, 8:00*pm, "mr.rapidan" wrote:
On Feb 21, 1:00*pm, wrote:

Best not at all, as although some people here will simply invent
rubbish about you if they decide to attack you, giving them any
personal information at all is a very very bad idea, because
eventually they will use it against you in ways you never dreamed
possible.

This sounds like being afraid to ask a girl out because she might say
no.

Never had any problems with getting girls to go out with me, and I was
very happily married for thirty years until my wife passed away, so I
wouldn't know, but I have had plenty of problems with assholes on here.

"mr.rapidan" wrote

,
too . . . a couple short trips to VA, a week in the Sierra Nevadas in
CA, and as many day trips and overnighters in PA as possible.


where you going in ArnoldLand? ( don't be too specific ... east side/ west
north/ south ;-)

My grandfather took me fishing for the first time when I was about 6 on the
Rappahannick ( sp probably way off ) or somehing like that near Warrenton,
VA ... your screen name always brings back that memory .... it's a good
memory, please post more often G


Larry L ( granddad had lost one arm and I remember my mother being terrified
I'd fall out of the boat and he'd not be able to save me and arguing with my
father about letting me go ... I'm very glad she didn't prevail in th e
argument ......... I also remember the wonderful taste of the little
bluegill ( something small ) we brought home and grandmother fried up
breaded in corn meal, and the powerful ego inflating sense of 'providing
dinner' via the manly arts of the angler .... thanks again rapidan ;-)

On Feb 21, 2:30*pm, "Larry L" wrote:
My grandfather took me fishing for the first time when I was about 6 on the
Rappahannick ( sp probably way off )

Only missed by one letter - Rappahannock. It's a great river, from
brookies higher in the Blue Ridge to smallies down around
Fredericksburg, to sea run species in the tidal zone. A few of us
ROFFians actually had a few smallmouth claves there back in the day.

And ditto on "Mr. Rapidan". I've been close to the Rapidan a few
times but never fished it. I remember it as a sorta subplot in Howell
Raines' "Flyfishing Through the Mid-life Crisis". I've wanted to
catch a brookie there ever since reading that book.

Joe F.

On Feb 21, 2:30*pm, "Larry L" wrote:
"mr.rapidan" wrote
too . . . *a couple short trips to VA, a week in the Sierra Nevadas in
CA, and as many day trips and overnighters in PA as possible.

where you going in ArnoldLand? ( don't be too specific ... east side/ west
north/ south ;-)

My grandfather took me fishing for the first time when I was about 6 on the
Rappahannick ( sp probably way off ) or somehing like that near Warrenton,
VA ... your screen name always brings back that memory .... it's a good
memory, please post more often G

Larry L ( granddad had lost one arm and I remember my mother being terrified
I'd fall out of the boat and he'd not be able to save me and arguing with my
father about letting me go *... I'm very glad she didn't prevail in th e
argument ......... I also remember the wonderful taste of the little
bluegill ( something small ) we brought home and grandmother fried up
breaded in corn meal, and the powerful ego inflating sense of 'providing
dinner' via the manly arts of the angler * .... thanks again rapidan *;-)

My handle is more directly related to Harry Murray's fly than to the
river, itself (I'm more than a little color blind, and I need big,
yellow flies so I can see 'em. The fact that I can sometimes make
them work is a bonus!)

We're landing in Fresno and will head . . . East. We'll be up high.
Creeks and lakes is the goal. I hope this is general enough.

Glad to be able to help conjure up those childhood memories! I've got
mine, right now, too - upstate NY, near Springfield Center, I was 10,
11, 12 - we fished this broad, long, slow, pool in a tiny stream.
Looking back, someone must have dug it out, or something - it was
practically a pond. Suckers and bluegills. Perch, too? Can't
remember. I used my Zebco and could not have been happier, hangin'
with the boys, throwing rocks, exploring the woods, all that. It was
all fishing.

On Feb 21, 2:20*pm, wrote:
On Feb 21, 8:00*pm, "mr.rapidan" wrote:

On Feb 21, 1:00*pm, wrote:

Best not at all, as although some people here will simply invent
rubbish about you if they decide to attack you, giving them any
personal information at all is a very very bad idea, because
eventually they will use it against you in ways you never dreamed
possible.

This sounds like being afraid to ask a girl out because she might say
no.

Never had any problems with getting girls to go out with me, and I was
very happily married for thirty years until my wife passed away, so I
wouldn't know, but I have had plenty of problems with assholes on here.

Let me guess - suicide?