Heather and Daddy went fishing today to celebrate her 22nd birthday. She wanted to catch 22 fish to match her years and she was successful. We went to The Creek and despite downed trees (active beaver built a couple more dams), overhanging grass, and other obstacles she managed to find the fish.
She learned a new technique for releasing the fly when caught in a tree eight feet overhead, learned how to shortline dip a fly in tight quarters, how to underhand flip cast to get beneath brush or branches that are all the way across the river. She also discovered that if after having broken off and retied a couple of flies she can plead with her dad to "please tie this one on for me", take his fly rod and proceed to land two fish in the time it takes to tie on a new renegade.
No surprise, renegade was the fly de-jour as usual. I tried to get her to keep the grasshopper on her line that was there from her last time fishing so I could fish alone with the renegade, but she didn't take the bait and asked me for a renegade which she promptly tied on.
We had a nice lunch after spending the morning fishing--rotiserie chicken, Fuji apples, and sourdough bread washed down with ice-water from the Nalgene bottles. What a great way to spend the morning!
1 comment:
What a beautiful area. I LOVE BBQ fresh trout, haven't had it for years.
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