Well I decided that I needed to go to church today as it had been a while since I had a good worship session. I am a regular member of the Church of the Upstream Mend, although I will occasionally catch the minister over at the Church of the Tailing Loop as well.
Apparently the fish gods were not pleased with me as they rewarded me today with a major league skunking. As the old adage goes, a bad day fishing is better than a good day at work. I much prefer the one that goes a bit like, “A good days fishing is better than getting your ass skunked”. Ordinarily I really don’t mind all that much. When I get out a few nights per week, how many fish I end up with is secondary. It is funny though how when you go a few weeks without being able to be on the water that the fish count seems to matter a bit more. I know that sounds highly ungrateful as I should have no complaints about how many times my line has gone tight this year…. a bit spoiled? Perhaps…
In any case, It was a beautiful day and I enjoyed getting out so I guess I just ought to shut my pie hole and get over my bad self.
On a great note, my buddy Bob and I taught his kids Aidan and Bryce to tie a month or so ago and they went out today and caught their first fish ever on their own flies! Way to go guys!!! I still have the very first fly that I ever tied and caught a fish on…. man, that was an ugly fly but I still remember how proud I was when I landed that 8″ grunt!
Good Luck and Tight Lines