Superbowl Monday

[patfish]

A couple of buddies and myself are heading down in the morning.... anyone else?

[Sherwood Flycaster]

No sirree...not me. Matter of fact, hear they're closed for the Superbowl Holiday...yeeeah...thats the ticket....

[Kayser]

I'm jealous of anyone who got out today. I'm layed up sick in Illinois.

Rob

[Sherwood Flycaster]

Okay, a few words on the day. Got there 45 minutes before the horn, parked at White Oak Hole and got the gear prepped. Immediately started to shed layers, as it was amazingly warm already before 7:30am. A guy pulls up, gets out of his truck, pulls out some spinning gear and what looked to be a Lazy Ike or some such trebled wobbler and immediately started casting(badly)- at just before 7:30. I just stood, watched and shook my head, making it pretty evident that he had run afoul of the "code". He didnt seem to care about my subtle hints. And, I wasn't in the mood to play park ranger beyond that.

Waiting for my two buds to arrive, the whistle sounded and I decided to start out in the riffles under the bridge. Many looks from some nicer fish, but only two takes from their smaller companions- tan scud and beaded hares ear nymph. Soon after the guys arrived, we slowly worked our way upstream, finally spending a good deal of time at or near Sycamore hole, where they refused anything other than glo-balls in the tricolor variety. For myself, one in particular turned out to be best of show (below).

Eventually went on down to the Spring Branch and hooked several more- one a scud, one a midge, one a glo-ball. Back to Sycamore Hole to finish off a glorious February day away from the office with a few more hookups.

That makes 4 weeks in a row for me spent on the water. Gotta love it! Well, other than the fuel costs....grrrr.

~SF~

[Gene K]

A guy pulls up, gets out of his truck, pulls out some spinning gear... and immediately started casting(badly)- at just before 7:30.

I wonder...

- whether or not he ran for cover when the whistle went off.

- how many he had on a stringer when you or someone else saw him later.

I mean how can you go to a state park to fish and not even check to see what the rules are. All the time I see locals bait fishing in the blue ribbon area, but they aren't being ignorant. They know full well what they are doing is against the law and just chance it. This guy is either more bravado (not likely) or just ignorant.

[patfish]

I was sitting on the little wooden bridge re-rigging after a nice 'bow had broke me off and that very same guy hit me in the leg with his roostertail. I didn't look at him, my 1000 mile stare is deadly. He didn't say sorry, oops, apologize, tell me to go to he!! or nuthin. Such nice people you meet along the road of life. Luckily, types like him are few and far between for me.

Oh, yeah, and while I was re-rigging, I did look down in the water and lo and behold, the one that broke me off is swimming around with my fly neatly stuck in the corner of his mouth like nothing happened. Had half a mind to dive in and alligator wrestle him to the bank. Probably would have offended the guy that hit me with his roostertail though.