OBN has given out a writing prompt this week...a favorite childhood story of the great outdoors...I honestly don't have any fishing stories when I was young because I didn't start all of this until just a few years ago. (Yes, my mid-life crisis, as my friends and family say, but I call it my mid-life rejuvenation!) My childhood consisted of other outdoor activities, in Southern California. I spent many sunny days at the beach and many nights at Anaheim Stadium. (Los Angeles Angels) Stay tuned, as this story will be coming soon...I always loved being outside, but the "wilderness" areas weren't really close by. So, I bring you a story of last summer up in Yellowstone, WY. And for the next month, there will be more adventures from the Yellowstone National Park.
We headed back to our vehicles to get some different flies and there was a family gearing up. We chatted for a few minutes and came to find out the parents of a young boy (about 8-10 yrs old) had brought their son to Yellowstone for his first fly fishing experience. What a great thing, right? Well, it was a great idea, except there was no one to teach him the basics...hmmmm. His dad had fished with a spin rod a little and that was about the size of it. But, they had bought a fly rod for the youngster.
So, one of my friends decided that they looked perplexed enough to offer some assistance. Kind of like Fishing 911...something in a hurry, but effective. No time for a Fishing 101 class. So, one of my friends pulled out the fly boxes, tippets and a big smile and said, "Let's start!" In twenty minutes, tops...the young boy was at the creek pulling out a brookie. He screamed and then laughed and what a sight it was. What could have been a frustrating vacation with that fly rod turned out to be a great first experience which will probably lead to a life long journey for him. It was the best moment of our trip, for sure. Nothing could top that afternoon when we saw that smiling face with the trout on the end of his line! We packed up and headed to camp. A memorable day for the boy and for us too. Sometimes it is about giving a little time and sharing your talents to make someone else's day a little brighter... ; )
Wonderful story. A beautiful stream and my passion wild brook trout.ReplyDelete
Thanks for sharing.
Great story. Sounds like you were in the right place at the right time for that young man. You may have changed his life by making his first experience a positive one. Definitely did your good deed that day.ReplyDelete
Funny, I've thought about how great your blog name is, along with that of the Outdooress. I'm pretty new to fly fishing but I aspire to fishing the rivers you've fished!ReplyDelete
Brk Trt ~ Aren't they beautiful? I love the color and pattern of the brookie...ReplyDelete
Jay ~ Thanks, bud. You know, I'm still waiting to hear why I shouldn't be afraid of snakes...Ha! (per your post)
Pam ~ Glad you came by to visit...hope you do it again. Fly fishing needs more women...and hope you get to fish Yellowstone, it is so beautiful!
Very nice! Yippee! Brookies! You can't go wrong with brookies!ReplyDelete
I Love the Brookies also love to teach young and old . . . Glad you and you friend were there to lend a hand and a bit more it sounds like . I like the comments above , it probibly made a lifetime fly fisherman out of him !ReplyDelete
SBR ~ I'm sure that a brookie vid is coming up soon, am I right?ReplyDelete
Journey Man ~ Thanks for stopping by and I'm sure you know the feeling I'm talking about...of watching someone get excited about the journey too! It's awesome.
Very nice story Damsel. I get the same feeling teaching developmentally disabled adults to fish. The look of amazement and job is priceless.ReplyDelete
RD, my "fear no snake" post will be coming as soon as the snow melts for good. We just got our 3rd snow event this year... that's a lot in the old south. In addition to less snow, we have more snakes (species and numbers) than you do in your neck of the woods. I'm no miracle worker... and I may not be able to cure a phobia, but I'm pretty sure I can at least set your mind at ease if you think you have reason to fear. If your fear is knowingly irrational... I may not be much help.ReplyDelete
As for fly tying, I got a very slow start. I got my first (really crappy) vise about 12 years ago. (My current vise is just crappy... not really crappy.) I probably produced a whopping total of 5 flies right off the bat. Then it sat dormant for about 3 years. After that long hiatus I got it out and produced maybe 20 really horrible "flies" if that's what you want to call them. Then it slept for another few years until I finally said "I can do this" about 6 years ago. I don't tie anything real fancy... although I have been known to spin a little deer hair. I basically tie the essentials to keep my fly fishing addiction economical. Don't waste 6 years like I did. You can do it. It just takes about 30 flies worth of practice before you really start to get the hang of it. Probably a lot less if you're a quick learner, have patience, good manual dexterity, and follow instructions well. Again, you can do it.
Cofisher ~ Isn't that the truth...I can't wait until I get to help out with a class for the first time this spring...ReplyDelete