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|Iasgair||February 27th, 2017, 3:36 pm|
|Mine is fairly simple:|
1. How this was going to affect my life.
2. How to read the water, but it didn't take too long after I started to catch fish on my own.
3. This one hasn't happened yet, but it's when it will finaly end. Because I only have two fears, and one of them is no longer being able to fly fish the way I like.
|Adirman||February 26th, 2017, 4:43 am|
|Mine would be:|
1)Understanding and operating your equipment, including rigging, tying and fly selection and usage.
2)Proper casting and presentation
3)Effectively "fishing out" all of your casts. After reading Bergman many years ago, I learned how crucial that is. Many times Ive casted a fly, not overly satisfied with my placement and drift, yet fished it out anyway and ended up with a fish. Less casting, more fishing is the key!!
|Wiflyfisher||February 16th, 2017, 6:59 pm|
|When I started at 12 years old many years ago i would say:|
1) Confidence in my flies I tied
2) Understanding where trout live and feed
3) Observing instead of just jumping in and start casting
|Jmd123||February 14th, 2017, 8:32 pm|
|Guys, it's called Bipolar Disorder these days...but I have a better diagnosis:|
Obsessive Compulsive Disorder
As for addictions, there are much worse ones, trust me, I know. And fly fishing actually works in at least 5 different ways as an antidepressant, by elevating serotonin levels. Safer than LSD and doesn't cause ED like Prozac does...
|No matter how big the one you just caught is, there's always a bigger one out there somewhere...|
|PaulRoberts||February 14th, 2017, 7:22 am|
Allan, in a city park here there is a big bronze statue of an older fisherman with a youngster sitting on his lap, the two sharing fishing talk. Sweet statue. One day as I passed the statue on my way to fish the ponds there, a mom and her young son were looking at the statue. I was lugging on my back an enormous float tube with rod holders, anchor system, sonar, obsessively organized tackle boxes, and a fistful of rods. I stopped, caught her eye, and said... "Oh man, don't get him started!"