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June 3, 2008
Fly Fishing on the South Platte
I'm going on a guided fly fishing tour of the legendary "Gold Medal" waters of the South Platte river today. I've had a fly rod and reel for about 10 years, but I can't recall ever using them or learning to fly fish. So last night, I met up with the guide and he pointed out that my reel was set up for left-handed reeling. (Go figure). So, he fixed it for me over a few beers. Then we went out back and he showed me how to cast. I'm not very good, but I'm not expecting a lot either. My main goal is to stand in the river, practice casting, and try not to hook myself any place that requires another call to 911 for a helicopter rescue. (Those get old in a hurry, don't they?)
I dug around in my hunting/fishing room and found a pair of waders, a fishing vest, and a cap. I have my rod, reel, and line. I've got a fishing license and a few beers in a cooler. The guide is supposed to provide the rest - the important stuff, as it were. The flies, the knowledge about which flies to use, and, of course, where to go and how to catch a fish. I have no clue. As I say, I'm not expecting much. I just want to get out of the house, and I can't ride my bike any more as, after riding nearly 400 miles in 3 days, my hind-end is too sore to sit on the bike.
Posted by Rob Kiser on June 3, 2008 at 9:34 AM
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we will expect photographic evidence of your catch, not just "fish tales".
Posted by: Chick Voice on June 3, 2008 at 12:46 PM