Seychelles

On Tue, 05 May 2009 15:01:01 GMT, "Larry L" wrote:


wrote

Having recaught the bonefish bug I've booked a trip to the Seychelles
for next March.


Re Bonefishing ... the actual fishing ... i.e. sight casting to big,
exciting prey ... appeals to me but whenever I see pictures of the
environment it doesn't turn me on at all, I'm just not a 'lottsa sun and
sand' kinda guy, I actually like to avoid both ... give me gray skies and
cool mountains over sunburn and warm beaches, anytime

South-Central Colorado, like the Gunnison, Taylor, etc, up until June/July. Or
the British Isles...

Larry L ( who 'needs' to find some Winter fishing to extend the season, but
knows Bonefishing isn't it for me )

Um, "fishing" or _catching_?

TC,
R

On May 5, 8:16*am, wrote:
On May 5, 8:01*am, "Larry L" wrote:

wrote

going to fish Duck Valley in Nevada this month,

Sheep Creek Res or ????

Larry L ( who is scheduled to go through that area around May 19th * *It
looks like the opener in YNP may be a bit blown out again this year .. too
early to tell, for sure .. if so I might do Sheep Creek area and then Silver
Creek ... *instead of lower HFork then the Park, for the last part of May/
first part of June )

Probably Billy Shaw. That's the only one of the lakes I've fished.

If you're there look for my red F150 with a white Northstar popup
camper. You're welcome to stop by my place in Stanley. If you just ask
around someone will tell you where I live. There won't be much fishing
that time of year, though. I like the green drake hatch on the Big
Wood in June if the river isn't running too high.

Flats fishing is glorious and challenging, Larry, and pound-for-pound
sal****er game fish fight much harder than cold water species.

Oops. That was me who posted that -- didn't realize that I was logged
into a friend's gmail account.

a ( any ) trip to stanley is WELL worth the time.......


" You're welcome to stop by my place in Stanley "






On May 5, 9:41*am, " wrote:
On May 5, 8:16*am, wrote:





On May 5, 8:01*am, "Larry L" wrote:

wrote

going to fish Duck Valley in Nevada this month,

Sheep Creek Res or ????

Larry L ( who is scheduled to go through that area around May 19th * *It
looks like the opener in YNP may be a bit blown out again this year ... too
early to tell, for sure .. if so I might do Sheep Creek area and then Silver
Creek ... *instead of lower HFork then the Park, for the last part of May/
first part of June )

Probably Billy Shaw. That's the only one of the lakes I've fished.

If you're there look for my red F150 with a white Northstar popup
camper. You're welcome to stop by my place in Stanley. If you just ask
around someone will tell you where I live. There won't be much fishing
that time of year, though. I like the green drake hatch on the Big
Wood in June if the river isn't running too high.

Flats fishing is glorious and challenging, Larry, and pound-for-pound
sal****er game fish fight much harder than cold water species.

Oops. That was me who posted that -- didn't realize that I was logged
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Um, "fishing" or _catching_?


mentalwanderingmode

I often make the point, and it's a valid one with me, that "fishing is just
the excuse" and enjoying the environment is my real pleasure from the
pursuit. Another thing I'm fond of repeating is that I trout fish because
"trout have such good taste in neighborhoods."


However, I can NOT say that I'd go fishing unless I expected to catch. I
do expect to catch. But, I will not bother to go out to "fish the water"
most times, unless I'm really needy at the moment .... I'm a "TroutHunter"
that is ****ed that the name is taken, already G.

I'd bet that 99% of the guys, here or elsewhere, that go fly fishing are
more serious about the need to catch than I am .... that is serious, in the
sense that they 'fish harder and longer each day" and consider numbers and
sizes caught a measure of the quality of the day, than myself.

However, I am very serious about my angling and get very irritated with
myself during my very frequent can't do anything right spells. And I
greatly enjoy the feeling of competence that comes with my rare days of good
success. A way of expressing my outlook might be, "IF I set out to catch
THAT fish, I expect to catch him or give it one hell of an effort. But, I
almost never set out to catch lots of fish, or unusually big ones, or ones I
can't find and see before casting, just THAT one currently demanding my
attention."

Clearly, big ones grab that attention a little bit more firmly, but I
totally understand something Craig Matthews told me. He told me that the
hardest he had ever fished was spending three full days trying to catch a
specific "8 inch fish" from an incredibly difficult lie on the Firehole.
He told me that when he finally fooled it he was elated in a way no 'big'
fish had every moved him because they had all been easier ... I understand.

I am FAR more likely to spend 5 hours on one fish I can't fool than 5 hours
moving along racking up the numbers ... my 'average' day is probably less
than 4 hours of away from the truck "fishing" and most of that is hunting
for a fish I want, not casting. But I have come back over and over to try
the same fish, hour after hour, day after day, many times over the years.
If the catching is good, I quickly start looking for the hardest fish to
catch. I have no real idea what the most fish I ever caught in a day was,
or even how big the biggest was ( although I remember most of the really big
ones ... if not in inches or pounds but in where and when and on what fly )


The bonefish thing looks like fishing I would enjoy ... one on one sight
fishing. But, "the rest of the day" on an island, gritty with sand,
sunburned, has zero appeal and "the rest of the day" really is a very big
part of why I fish. ...Um, I showed some 'bonefish spot' photos to my
lovely bride and her reaction was just like mine .. " That doesn't appeal to
me, I prefer the mountains." Different strokes ... which is why I
daydream about New Zealand and Argentina in March, not the tropics.

/mentalwanderingmode

On Tue, 05 May 2009 18:08:25 GMT, "Larry L" wrote:


wrote


Um, "fishing" or _catching_?


mentalwanderingmode

I often make the point, and it's a valid one with me, that "fishing is just
the excuse" and enjoying the environment is my real pleasure from the
pursuit. Another thing I'm fond of repeating is that I trout fish because
"trout have such good taste in neighborhoods."


However, I can NOT say that I'd go fishing unless I expected to catch. I
do expect to catch. But, I will not bother to go out to "fish the water"
most times, unless I'm really needy at the moment .... I'm a "TroutHunter"
that is ****ed that the name is taken, already G.

I'd bet that 99% of the guys, here or elsewhere, that go fly fishing are
more serious about the need to catch than I am .... that is serious, in the
sense that they 'fish harder and longer each day" and consider numbers and
sizes caught a measure of the quality of the day, than myself.

However, I am very serious about my angling and get very irritated with
myself during my very frequent can't do anything right spells. And I
greatly enjoy the feeling of competence that comes with my rare days of good
success. A way of expressing my outlook might be, "IF I set out to catch
THAT fish, I expect to catch him or give it one hell of an effort. But, I
almost never set out to catch lots of fish, or unusually big ones, or ones I
can't find and see before casting, just THAT one currently demanding my
attention."

Clearly, big ones grab that attention a little bit more firmly, but I
totally understand something Craig Matthews told me. He told me that the
hardest he had ever fished was spending three full days trying to catch a
specific "8 inch fish" from an incredibly difficult lie on the Firehole.
He told me that when he finally fooled it he was elated in a way no 'big'
fish had every moved him because they had all been easier ... I understand.

I am FAR more likely to spend 5 hours on one fish I can't fool than 5 hours
moving along racking up the numbers ... my 'average' day is probably less
than 4 hours of away from the truck "fishing" and most of that is hunting
for a fish I want, not casting. But I have come back over and over to try
the same fish, hour after hour, day after day, many times over the years.
If the catching is good, I quickly start looking for the hardest fish to
catch. I have no real idea what the most fish I ever caught in a day was,
or even how big the biggest was ( although I remember most of the really big
ones ... if not in inches or pounds but in where and when and on what fly )


The bonefish thing looks like fishing I would enjoy ... one on one sight
fishing. But, "the rest of the day" on an island, gritty with sand,
sunburned, has zero appeal and "the rest of the day" really is a very big
part of why I fish. ...Um, I showed some 'bonefish spot' photos to my
lovely bride and her reaction was just like mine .. " That doesn't appeal to
me, I prefer the mountains." Different strokes ... which is why I
daydream about New Zealand and Argentina in March, not the tropics.

/mentalwanderingmode

Here's an idea - go to the Keys, fish in the morning, and then find a nice cool
bar (or shopping or watching TV in your room or whatever) to hold up in when
it's really sunny (if it is the sun and not the heat you object to - it's rarely
what I'd call "miserable sticky-hot" in the Keys due to the breezes - sure, it's
not Chicago in the winter, but it's not New Orleans in August, either...).
Unless you want to play in the sand, you'll not have to set foot on a beach.

As to fishing v. catching, if I want to catch, I can do that easily and the only
time I am interested in doing so is to catch eating fish (generally in salt
water, but "brim"/bream/panfish are nice, as is an occasional trout, etc.). If
I'm going "fishing," I'm really going socializing, drinking, bull****ting,
eating, etc., and oh, yeah, I might catch a fish or three...might not, too...

TC,
R

Re Bonefishing *... the actual fishing ... i.e. sight casting to big,
exciting prey ... appeals to me but whenever I see pictures of the
environment it doesn't turn me on at all, I'm just not a 'lottsa sun and
sand' kinda guy, I actually like to avoid both *... give me gray skies and
cool mountains over sunburn and warm beaches, anytime

Uh, move to Tacoma. You'll feel right at home.
Frank Reid
(still scraping off the rust)

On May 5, 11:08*am, "Larry L" wrote:

The bonefish thing looks like fishing I would enjoy ... one on one sight
fishing. * *But, "the rest of the day" on an island, gritty with sand,
sunburned, has zero appeal and "the rest of the day" really is a very big
part of why I fish. * ...Um, I showed some 'bonefish spot' photos to my
lovely bride and her reaction was just like mine .. " That doesn't appeal to
me, I prefer the mountains." * *

You and she might feel differently after spending a winter in
Stanley. :-)

Like you say, different strokes. I always prefer to fish new places,
and I
seldom travel far to where I've already fished, unless it's on the on
the way
to somewhere new. We're very different in that regard, as you seem
to return to the same places every year.

One thing that really appeals to me about salt water
fly fishing is the novelty of it -- new species, new scenery, new
cultures.

I'm posting this from my motel room in The Muck (Winnemucca), on the
way to Idaho.
Not a lot of exotic culture here, but there's an excellent Mexican
restaurant
I always visit -- las Margaritas.

On 5-May-2009, "Larry L" wrote:

I often make the point, and it's a valid one with me, that "fishing is
just
the excuse" and enjoying the environment is my real pleasure from the
pursuit. Another thing I'm fond of repeating is that I trout fish
because
"trout have such good taste in neighborhoods."


However, I can NOT say that I'd go fishing unless I expected to catch. I

do expect to catch. But, I will not bother to go out to "fish the water"

most times, unless I'm really needy at the moment .... I'm a "TroutHunter"

that is ****ed that the name is taken, already G.

I'd bet that 99% of the guys, here or elsewhere, that go fly fishing are
more serious about the need to catch than I am .... that is serious, in
the
sense that they 'fish harder and longer each day" and consider numbers and

sizes caught a measure of the quality of the day, than myself.

However, I am very serious about my angling and get very irritated with
myself during my very frequent can't do anything right spells. And I
greatly enjoy the feeling of competence that comes with my rare days of
good
success. A way of expressing my outlook might be, "IF I set out to
catch
THAT fish, I expect to catch him or give it one hell of an effort. But,
I
almost never set out to catch lots of fish, or unusually big ones, or ones
I
can't find and see before casting, just THAT one currently demanding my
attention."

Clearly, big ones grab that attention a little bit more firmly, but I
totally understand something Craig Matthews told me. He told me that the

hardest he had ever fished was spending three full days trying to catch a
specific "8 inch fish" from an incredibly difficult lie on the Firehole.
He told me that when he finally fooled it he was elated in a way no 'big'
fish had every moved him because they had all been easier ... I
understand.

I am FAR more likely to spend 5 hours on one fish I can't fool than 5
hours
moving along racking up the numbers ... my 'average' day is probably less
than 4 hours of away from the truck "fishing" and most of that is hunting
for a fish I want, not casting. But I have come back over and over to
try
the same fish, hour after hour, day after day, many times over the years.
If the catching is good, I quickly start looking for the hardest fish to
catch. I have no real idea what the most fish I ever caught in a day
was,
or even how big the biggest was ( although I remember most of the really
big
ones ... if not in inches or pounds but in where and when and on what fly
)


The bonefish thing looks like fishing I would enjoy ... one on one sight
fishing. But, "the rest of the day" on an island, gritty with sand,
sunburned, has zero appeal and "the rest of the day" really is a very big
part of why I fish. ...Um, I showed some 'bonefish spot' photos to my
lovely bride and her reaction was just like mine .. " That doesn't appeal
to
me, I prefer the mountains." Different strokes ... which is why I
daydream about New Zealand and Argentina in March, not the tropics.

Beautiful and well expressed sentiments
Thank you.
We differ little in our approach to pescatorial pursuits and their environs
We also prefer cold crystal clear clean mountainous rivers to warmer waters
which I guess is why we live where we live
I care a little less about the catch than you and I may spend one day in
every 3 in Chile fishing - my wife less
The other 2 riding a horse or so , camera stuff and sightseeing
and
I certainly have been known to stop fishing on a very successful day because
I feel like I may be hurting the fiksh and I do not want to hurt any more
fish

When you do catch a fish that you have hunted and you presenred the fly and
landed him, in a perfect (for you) manner
It differs little than hitting a home run, Srtike 3 on theoutside corner for
a pitcher and playing in key and time w others in music at various clarified
moments stopped in time Perhaps like Charlie Choc's fotos
Perhaps that is the reason I fish and Still frequent this nutso group.

Manitas de Plata

wrote


You and she might feel differently after spending a winter in
Stanley. :-)


I brought the subject up to her thinking that if she thought a vacation on a
tropical island sounded great, the combination of pleasing her and some new
fishing might be enough to motivate a trip.






Like you say, different strokes. I always prefer to fish new places,
and I
seldom travel far to where I've already fished, unless it's on the on
the way
to somewhere new. We're very different in that regard, as you seem
to return to the same places every year.


I usually set out to visit some new places, but then I'm always torn between
that and going back to the places I really love. I sowed a lot of "fly
fishing oats" in my youth, and traveled a lot in the West, having one or two
night stands at many waters. Now I'm more satisfied by the intimacy of
long lived and thoroughly tested love than the titillation of a short new
flingG

Mainly, I have a passion for the Ranch section of the HFork. I'm positive
that 95+% of the anglers that do the short, name collecting, visit there
leave thinking the place is terrible fishing, I meet disappointed guys every
year. I listen to their complaints, tell them they are right, and
encourage them to not come backG.

It is a place that demands study and patience. As a friend says,"It is
what it is and you either love it or hate it." The study part of the
requirements is more interesting to me than catching fish ... the
micro-habitats are so varied that virtually every day you meet anglers that
'never saw a rise' and others that were in the middle of "an incredible
hatch" ( it's also common to catch a rising trout within a few dozen yards
of a guy bitching about 'no fish working,' ya gotta learn how to REALLY
look ). Turning the difference between right place and wrong place for
right now, from pure luck to the result of knowledge is my goal. I'm
nowhere near reaching it.

I get frustrated, I get routinely skunked, and I need to go somewhere less
demanding at times, but I'm always thinking about the Ranch, regardless of
where I'm tossing a fly .... must be loveG.

As you know, I also love Silver Creek, but it is WAY easier and one of the
places I go to repair my RanchDamaged Ego.



Larry L ( who just flashed on something that happened a few seasons ago ....
I was looking for risers and F___ moved in near me ( he and I have chatted
about retrievers and fishing several times ) and soon hooked a nice fish,
that got off. He then asked why I wasn't casting to the fish near me.
"What fish?" He pointed with his rod to a seam about 25 feet from me, and
started announcing each rise "there, there, again but over about a foot to
the left of the last one, threre back where he was " I looked and looked
and never saw the fish, I backed off and circled, trying to find better
lighting. I mumbled something to the effect of "you're full of ****,
there ain't no fish there" Invited, he moved next to me, cast where I
had been looking and ... yep, hooked a very nice 18" trout ... I DID see
that rise, but barely, the fly just went down. It was a revelation and
it's amazing how many fewer "no fish working" days I've experienced on the
Ranch since then )

On May 5, 12:08*pm, "Larry L" wrote:

The bonefish thing looks like fishing I would enjoy ... one on one sight
fishing. * *But, "the rest of the day" on an island, gritty with sand,
sunburned, has zero appeal and "the rest of the day" really is a very big
part of why I fish. * ..

Only a man who hasn't been there would say this, I think.

The sunburn in the islands is no worse than Montana's in July.
And a day on the flats--by yourself, wandering coral heads
and mangrove swamps--is a magical experience. There's always
a tinge of fear and caution too. What is knee deep now
might be waist deep at dusk. And you sure do not want to
be wading waste deep water in the dark. Bonefish, jacks,
barracuda and snappers are all fair game on a flyrod.

Evenings in the islands are hard to beat too: fire-roasted chicken,
fresh conch salad, smokes and Kalick with the guides, island music,
fresh limes right off the tree mixed with Haitian rum.
I ainever had that in West Yellowstone.
And I never ever caught a fish in Montana that spun the reel so
fast it would break your fingers.