LittleRedFisherman Posted December 6, 2013 Author Share Posted December 6, 2013 I dont think I have met a stranger yet, maybe one day. good story Brett. I used to envy people like that, now my wife says i'm one of them. Things like the upcoming OA trip I probably wouldn't have done 10 plus years ago. It's a lot more fun being a people person for sure!! There's no such thing, as a bad day fishing! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
chambug Posted December 6, 2013 Share Posted December 6, 2013 My wife and I were at Greer, AZ fishing for trout and i was catching them steadily with a trout lure I designed and made. This nice young guy came over and asked me what I was using on my fly rod. I gave him a few, and he began catching them. He thanked me profusely and I found out he was the assistant football coach at AZ State U. That night he came by the cabin with his wife and two beautiful daughters. I showed him how to make the lure and gave him some of the materials for doing so. During the next couple of days we all dined together a couple of times. My wife and I never enjoyed Greer so much. He is now the head coach at ASU, and I'm one of their steady fans. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jdmidwest Posted December 6, 2013 Share Posted December 6, 2013 Years ago, there was an old feller that always fished the hole behind the lodge at Montauk. We always chatted and exchanged lures every time I was there. He was a daily regular. Then one time up there, he was gone. Passed away that winter of old age. There was another down on the Spring River, used to be a regular poster on here. He is gone now too. "Life has become immeasurably better since I have been forced to stop taking it seriously." — Hunter S. Thompson Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Greasy B Posted December 6, 2013 Share Posted December 6, 2013 I had a similar experience with an older gentlemen who lived at Tucker Shoal on White River. We would run across each other a couple of times a year, enough to know each other but not quite on a first name basis. This went on for about ten years, great guy who loved the river and fished almost daily. The last time we chatted he could no longer wade and had to be content sitting in his folding chair. The next year his house was dark and a for sale sign faced the river. I always thought, hoped a could spend my last years doing as well. His father touches the Claw in spite of Kevin's warnings and breaks two legs just as a thunderstorm tears the house apart. Kevin runs away with the Claw. He becomes captain of the Greasy Bastard, a small ship carrying rubber goods between England and Burma. Michael Palin, Terry Jones, 1974 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mitch f Posted December 7, 2013 Share Posted December 7, 2013 I always thought, hoped a could spend my last years doing as well.Mike, I be there for you man! as long as you can put up with me wearing my depends while driving my jet boat, we can still meet on weekday mornings and fish exotic Ozark rivers! "Honor is a man's gift to himself" Rob Roy McGregor Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LittleRedFisherman Posted December 7, 2013 Author Share Posted December 7, 2013 The old fellow on the Spring River, I think I remember talking to a fellow one time at Dam 3 access at the hatchery, he was a regular there, fun to talk to, wonder if that was him, it's been years now? There's no such thing, as a bad day fishing! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Daryk Campbell Sr Posted December 7, 2013 Share Posted December 7, 2013 Very cool thread. Thanks for sharing. Money is just ink and paper, worthless until it switches hands, and worthless again until the next transaction. (me) I am the master of my unspoken words, and the slave to those that should have remained unsaid. (unknown) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jdmidwest Posted December 8, 2013 Share Posted December 8, 2013 The old fellow on the Spring River, I think I remember talking to a fellow one time at Dam 3 access at the hatchery, he was a regular there, fun to talk to, wonder if that was him, it's been years now? Here is a writeup on Tom from another blog. He touched on several lives. http://ozarkchronicles.com/archives/1444 "Life has become immeasurably better since I have been forced to stop taking it seriously." — Hunter S. Thompson Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Al Agnew Posted December 8, 2013 Share Posted December 8, 2013 Sometimes when I'm fishing alone, I like being alone so much that I will do no more than acknowledge another angler, but other times I'll strike up a conversation and really enjoy the company for a while. I'm seldom disappointed when I do. When we owned the cabin in Montana before we got our present house out there, there was only one other house visible from our cabin. It was across the creek, up a hill, and by road it was a couple of miles from our cabin. The first year, we saw an old couple outside there occasionally, but we never visited them. Finally, we happened to meet them coming out of their lane as we were out walking the road in front of the cabin, and struck up a conversation. It soon turned to fishing, and they were both avid anglers. They were both 95 years old! I offered to take them on a float trip on the Yellowstone in our raft, and they were tickled to death. The trip got postponed until the next year, however, for various reasons. Finally we got to do it, and they were both wonderful people and good anglers, and fished as hard at age 96 as I did. They were so happy to be able to get on the river, since they hadn't been on a float in a long time. We sold the cabin and moved 30 miles away to our house the next spring, and when we tried to call them, we never got an answer. We knew they had kids in Arizona and spent the winters there, and they were worried that at some point they wouldn't have the ability to drive from Arizona to Montana and take care of their house all summer. We later found out the house had sold, and never heard from them again. I like to think that, if something happened that precluded them from getting back to Montana again, we'd given them a last good memory of the river. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RSBreth Posted December 11, 2013 Share Posted December 11, 2013 Sometimes I run into an OzarkAnglers member who recognizes me, but mostly when I'm fishing some remote spot it's Slingblade who desperately wants me to come see his collection of turtle shells. Don't know why. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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