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 My First Day Out: Finding A Hobby For Life
Posted by Fisherboy on February 25, 2005
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My mom and I were driving back from my friends house when she said "Austin, Pat called this morning and said he want's to take you fishing today." I was the happiest kid alive. I had been tying flies for so long, but this would be my first time flyfishing. My mom had heard from her customers of a stream that ran swift and clear, with many waterfalls and good size trout. I got home and waited for a long, long, time. Eventually I thought Pat had died or something, because I knew he wanted to go flyfishing as much as I did. Eventually he knocked on the front door. I quickly looked for the river in the map, and called the police station for
directions. We were going fly fishing at a beautiful Maine river.
We walked out the door and we were off. Anticipation was building thinking of me catching my first trout. We drove to the access point and riged up. I didn't bother waiting for Pat and ran across the road. I think I was using a crudly tied black wooly bugger, a fly that I heard would catch fish and was an all purpose pattern. I fly fished the fast water until Pat came down. We then walked downstream to the most beautifull water I had ever seen, and fish were rising 10 feet away. After a few minutes at the spot, I heard Pat's rod whip upwards. He had a really nice fish. He played him and I grabbed him. The hook set brought the hook to the upper jaw, and the trout was the most beautifull thing I had ever seen come out of the water. It had
red spots that glowed like blood. It was the first brown I had ever seen. I released it, and I felt as though I had caught the fish. The day was coming to an end, and even though I hadn't caught a fish(even though I encountered a large school of big brook trout holding in fast water) I was happy, and I knew I had found my hobby for life.
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Re: My First Day Out: Finding A Hobby For Life
by jeremy on February 25, 2005 http://www.fliesandfins.com | | great fish tale - i remember being your age and waiting for some one to come take me fishing. the minutes passed like hours waiting for them to arrive and then when we got on the water the hours passed like minutes. not much has changed since then either - it alwasy amazes me how quickly time flies while on the water and slowly time passes when i am not on the water. |
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Re: My First Day Out: Finding A Hobby For Life
by RickW on February 25, 2005 | | Nice story, you are off to a great start! |
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Re: My First Day Out: Finding A Hobby For Life
by Steelie on September 30, 2006 | | Austin you and i are alot alike. I still have not been fly fishing and i think im going soon and it seems like i cant get through the day thats all i think about. In school i listen to jeremy's music through my mp3 player. I thread the headphones through my hoodie and dream away. Itd be great to go fishing with you sometime if your ever in pennsylvania let me know. Im assuming were ablout the same age..im 14 and you are? |
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