Originally Posted by
Hatchetjack
Well, I know a fella who went fly fishing in a mountain stream above Charlottesville last Thanksgiving weekend. It was a great day, fishing was superb, and not another soul on the water. At the end of the day, he got out of his waders, cleaned up and started the drive back home. The sun was going down, he was feeling tired, but satisfied with how the day went. Well, wouldn’t you know, on the way out he passed a large pool and saw fish rising. No way to pass that opportunity up, so a fly was tied on (rod was left rigged just in case this pool looked promising), and a few casts were made. The distance was a little long, but since there was a fallen tree, walking out a few feet didn’t seem to be a problem. Putting the waders back on was probably a good idea, but since it was only going to be a “few” casts, it didn’t seem worth the bother. You guessed it….didn’t even get all the way out on the log, he slipped off in to waist high, cold mountain stream water. Being a total moron, he didn’t have a change of clothes in the truck and drove the 4 hours back home in his underwear. You can bet I drove the speed limit
I too share in many seemed like a goodidea at the time fiascos. Certainly helps build ones character
The love for fishing is one of the best gifts you can pass along