naw, they probably had several too drinks last night and decided to do a drunk post...Brother, I’m not sure who pisssed in your Cheerios but I do wish you a bunch of fish, great memories, and some good times in between.
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naw, they probably had several too drinks last night and decided to do a drunk post...Brother, I’m not sure who pisssed in your Cheerios but I do wish you a bunch of fish, great memories, and some good times in between.
Donkey Talk....the ramblings of a Donkeynaw, they probably had several too drinks last night and decided to do a drunk post...![]()
Several years after taking up the spey rod, I was out one day with a fellow that didn't have one. He was unfamiliar with the river so I was basically doing a walk-in guiding thing. Finding spots where a back cast was doable suddenly made me realize how much water having a spey rod had opened up for me. The only thing I regularly concern myself with now is over hanging branches. They have cost me a few rods.I got a double-hander at around 47 for the same reason I decided I wanted to start fly-fishing when I was seven: seeing someone standing right next to me do it and catch way more fish than me. In my particular case this happened on back-to-back trips to BC several years ago.
There were just so many scenarios where I couldn't get to the water that I wanted to because I was dealing with high banks, bushes, trees, etc in the back-casting zone. While it's *possible* that I could have roughly approximated the kind of distance my partner on those trips was getting with his spey-steup if I strained myself, seeing someone effortlessly achieve my max-casting distance with a single sweep + a forward cast *and* delivering flies/tips that would have been very unpleasant - if not impossible - to cast anywhere near as far with a single-hander convinced me that it was long past time to invest the money/time necessary to add that to my arsenal. There was also the fact that he hooked/landed about 3-4X as many fish. A great deal of that was due to the fact that he was just a better fisherman than me but, to my mind at least, some of it had to do with the fact that the two-hander was just a better tool for the job.
I should also add that deciding I wanted to learn how to put a two-hander to use felt like it revived some of the raw enthusiasm I felt for fly-fishing as a kid. I've never *not* been enthusiastic about fly fishing, but the process of clawing my way up the learning curve definitely brought back some of the magic that I felt when I was a teaching myself to fly-fish by checking books out from the library, reading how-to's in "Outdoor Life" magazine, etc. and connecting the dots in-practice out on the river. I can generally get my fly where I want to most of the time, but I've realistically got years of practice before all of the Skagit-casting variants feel automatic the way single-handed casting does, let alone Scandi casting (which I have yet to even start). At this point in my life that translates into quite a few more years of very gratifying and hard-won "aha" moments when I start to feel like I've gotten the hang of something that I've been working on.
The satisfaction that comes along with learning new skills and putting them to use - however imperfectly and fitfully - has made picking up the two-hander worth it in and of itself, and the fact that the process can deliver some practical benefits out on the water has just made it that much more enjoyable.