worst ff thing to lose

I lost was a bunch of flies in one of my favorite fly boxes, a
Myran eight compartment. Thing is it was in my shirt pocket and if
I had just had the pocket flap buttoned I wouldn't have lost it.

I was out at Penns one year and whilst stepping down a rocky bank, a
rock rolled under my feet. A branch caught the loop on one of my fly
vest zippers and the combo spin and unzip ended up throwing my tippet,
leaders, and lead into the fast current. All replaceable, but Jonas
at the Feathered Hook had a field day with my credit card. Was a bit
of a pain on the day bumming tippet material.
Frank Reid

In message , Ken Fortenberry
writes
Charlie S wrote:
rw wrote:
I'll say a favorite fly box full of your favorite flies for your
favorite water. Store-bought flies, self-tied flies, friend's flies
-- productive flies that you have confidence in, even if you don't
know the names or remember the lineage of most of them.

Anything else can be replaced with a lot of money and a little trouble.
Did exactly that last month on the upper Brazos, just below Whitney
Dam. Got caught in a strainer on my 'yak, and lost not only my fly
box, but my eyeglasses as well. :-( MUCH more upset about the
glasses, as I had paid $325 to have new lenses put in my favorite old
frames just 6 months prior. I have since fixed the problem of losing
the flies: I keep all my gear in an Orvis Safe Passage Sling Pack.
Keeps everything handy, but safe and out of the way until I want it.

I took a swim in the Pere Marquette a short while back. The canoe
got snagged on a submerged log and got sideways to the current at
which point the dog (that's right, I'm gonna blame it on the dog ;-)
decided to bail tipping one gunwale under water and sending me
flying out of the boat.

I floated downstream for what seemed like forever before my feet
finally hit bottom in water shallow enough to stand. Everything in
the canoe was secured and I managed to keep hat, glasses, lanyard
and, of course, the paddle with me during the swim. The only thing
I lost was a bunch of flies in one of my favorite fly boxes, a
Myran eight compartment. Thing is it was in my shirt pocket and if
I had just had the pocket flap buttoned I wouldn't have lost it.


I trust the dog was OK - I'm not worried about you :-)
--
Bill Grey

Bill Grey wrote:
Ken Fortenberry writes
I took a swim in the Pere Marquette a short while back. The canoe
got snagged on a submerged log and got sideways to the current at
which point the dog (that's right, I'm gonna blame it on the dog ;-)
decided to bail tipping one gunwale under water and sending me
flying out of the boat.

I trust the dog was OK - I'm not worried about you :-)

Oh yeah, she was fine until I pulled the canoe off the snag,
emptied the water out and told her to get back in. She has
no use for the canoe at all and she enjoyed her swim a hell
of a lot more than I enjoyed mine.

--
Ken Fortenberry

In message , Ken Fortenberry
writes
Bill Grey wrote:
Ken Fortenberry writes
I took a swim in the Pere Marquette a short while back. The canoe
got snagged on a submerged log and got sideways to the current at
which point the dog (that's right, I'm gonna blame it on the dog ;-)
decided to bail tipping one gunwale under water and sending me
flying out of the boat.
I trust the dog was OK - I'm not worried about you :-)

Oh yeah, she was fine until I pulled the canoe off the snag,
emptied the water out and told her to get back in. She has
no use for the canoe at all and she enjoyed her swim a hell
of a lot more than I enjoyed mine.


Damn! My Lab won't swim! He loves the water and will paddle in any
puddle, pond or even stream but backs off when the water level reaches
his undercarriage :-)

I once waded the river with Lab on tow but swimming apparently happily.
When I re-crossed the river I took off his rope lead and he had to swim
back himself. He did this well and I stopped halfway across and he just
swam around me. I thought he was "cured" but the following day he
didn't want to know about swimming.
--
Bill Grey

"Charlie S" wrote in message
...
On Sun, 27 Sep 2009 18:00:15 -0600, rw
wrote:

I'll say a favorite fly box full of your favorite flies for your
favorite water. Store-bought flies, self-tied flies, friend's flies --
productive flies that you have confidence in, even if you don't know the
names or remember the lineage of most of them.

Anything else can be replaced with a lot of money and a little trouble.

Did exactly that last month on the upper Brazos, just below Whitney
Dam. Got caught in a strainer on my 'yak, and lost not only my fly
box, but my eyeglasses as well. :-( MUCH more upset about the
glasses, as I had paid $325 to have new lenses put in my favorite old
frames just 6 months prior. I have since fixed the problem of losing
the flies: I keep all my gear in an Orvis Safe Passage Sling Pack.
Keeps everything handy, but safe and out of the way until I want it.

Speaking of the Brazos....

http://www.moldychum.com:80/home-old...-be-proud.html

Lost a fly box that was given to me by my adopted grandfather (my Dad's old
fishing buddy) while fishing the St. Joe a few years back. It was full of
flies that I tied as a kid that didn't mean much, however the flybox was
something that I can never replace and cherished, one of the few things I
had from my grandfather. Probably shouldn't of had it with me, however I
liked having it in my vest while fishing. After searching the best part of a
day, I gave up. Sad day for sure....

JT