It was a
little over twenty years ago and I think I had one of the most embarrassing moments
of my life. My brother and I were down skiing Taos and while we were standing
in the lift line I heard an Angel behind me say “excuse me sir”. As I turned,
it felt like a scene straight out of Waynes’ World. In my mind, her face was
perfect, she was a ski instructor and her ski school outfit was zipped down just
enough to show her perfect skin , the
wind was blowing her hair back and her lips were pursed as if she was begging
me to kiss them( in my mind). I started hearing Foxy Lady playing in my brain
and in a muttered voice I said yes. She then asked me if I was single (oh my
gosh, an 11 just asked me if I was single), yes squeaked out and she then asked
me if one of the kids she was teaching could go up the lift with me. I stood for
a second and realized what had just happened and I said “actually I am with him”
and pointed at my brother. It took a second for both of them to realize what
had just happened and then they both burst into laughter. Like I always say, if
you can’t laugh at yourself, you will miss the greatest joke of your
generation.
Well today on the river felt a little like
that sheepish guy saying yep I am single. Cat was in the shop today so I knew
it was going to be just me and Winston. I was planning on going a little closer
to the dam but as I was passing Valco I saw Tino getting ready. I went ahead
and pulled in there and decided I would hang out with Tino and his son Logan
for a while. We jumped into Dj’s and started hooking 4 inch fish. I walked up a
little and I think I landed half a dozen that were five inches tops. As I
walked back down Tino had tangled from a frisky fish and he told me to jump
into the spot that he was hooking fish. I could hear him telling Logan to watch
exactly what I was doing because I am a professional. Ten casts or so and Logan
was not impressed, lots of nutten. Anyhow I moved down and hooked a few more
super dinks and then I looked up and watched Tino and Logan land a nice fish. To make matters worse, Winston was now hanging
out with them(fair-weather dog). Dejected I decided to move and once I was out
of eyesight of any witnesses, the bugs started hatching and I landed my nicest
fish of the day, a nineteen inch bow. I landed another smaller one right away
and then as I was scouring for the pigs, one came into view. First cast and
BANG a beautiful very nice fish comes a foot out of the water and as he crashed
back to the river my flies came flying back at me. For just a second I thought
at least no one saw that miss, then from behind me I heard Cody say you are
supposed to get those one all the way to the net. Busted..Well anyway Cody
moved below me and every few casts it was the same, fish on, a quick run and
fish off. Winston began giving me the same look my brother and the hot ski
schooler gave me so many years ago. I spotted one more really nice fish and
when I hooked him the result was the same only instead of just Cody, Eddie and
Ben were witness to my less than adequate landing skills. Well it was a blast
anyway, got several to the net but just got my tail kicked by the fish today.
Cody had a few show him the sticky side of rocks and then got one fatty to the
net. Bugs were thick between noon and 1:30. Flies of the day were an FOD, and small
black midge.
As always, thanks for reading. Connell, Cat,
Winston and The Drift Fly Shop…..
Hey Connell, at least you had witnesses, those fish you lost were BIG!
ReplyDeleteHello Eddie, A wise man once told me that "ALL LOST FISH WERE HUGE" hehe
ReplyDeleteThis is what I love about fly fishing. Just when you think you 'got it', those trout humble you! Great story!
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