Now I count myself lucky just to be able to fish normal, in normal I mean just cast out the line, reel it in, untangle my line, cut my line, re-hook my line and then cast out my line again. I'm actually getting pretty good at this way of casting. Well today I had to learn how to fly fish!
When you go fly fishing you have to look the part, it's not just your blue jeans and a pair of little yellow boots, you have to put on rubber waders, which serve two important purposes: (1) they cause your legs to sweat; and (2) they make you look like you've come from the planet Dork! I guess they can keep your legs dry too, that is if you can walk in them and not trip in the water. Waders are NOT made for short people, there's one length, they seem to fit an average 5'7 to 6' foot person nicely. They do not fit somebody that is 5'3! Again, I looked like I came from the planet Dork! The good thing is that most of my body should stay dry. After getting past the look of these things and learning how to walk again it was time to learn how to fly fish!
To catch a salmon, you have to engage in “fly casting,” a kind of fishing that is very challenging and here I am using “challenging” in the sense of “idiotic.” What ever happened to regular fishing? You put a worm on a hook, and the fish eats it. Why do they eat it? Because they are not rocket scientist! They see a worm, and in their tiny brains they think, “Huh! This is something I have never seen before underwater! I had better eat it!” It works every time! I guess salmon are a little smarter than your typical fish, that's why you have to fly fish.
Learning how to fly fish was right up my alley, I actually caught on pretty quick due to the fact that my normal way of casting is similar to that of fly fishing, almost like lassoing a fish. I already had the technique down.
With “fly casting,” you wade into the river and attempt to place a “fly”-a furry little hook thingy weighing a little less than an actual fly, on top of the water right where the salmon are swimming. You point your arm forward, and throw out your line, then you wave your fishing rod back using a steady rhythm. This was explained to us by Ching and Annie who taught us. The two best fisherwomen around!
Sometimes, and only in my case, they land on your head or your neighbors. Or sometimes it forms itself into a snarl that cannot be untangled without the aid of a chainsaw AND a backhoe. I might need a bigger tackle box!
I stood there for what seemed like hours, lassoing my line with my hip waders on, feeling a little like Annie Oakley for some reason, trying to get my fly to make contact with a salmon. I'm sure the salmon found this sight humorous, I could almost see them down there laughing. If they had legs I'm sure they would have probably climbed onto the bank and rolled with laughter. I think thats how I finally got one! I think it was laughing so hard that I got my hook in its mouth!
John of course knows exactly how to do this, he caught 3!
I'm pretty sure I caught the biggest one though! Yee Haw!