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Fly Fishing, Grouse Hunting and Fine Bird Dogs Spoken Here!



There are no greater hypocrites than piscators who turn their noses up at other piscators then fall back into what they turned their noses up at. Guilty, I shamefully admit it and am heading out to do my penance for the shameful act I perpetrated yesterday. I was so aware of my misdeed, that I ate the evidence almost immediately and got “She Who Must Be Obeyed” to engage in the cover-up – in fact, she delighted in assisting me.

At the invitation of my friend Bob, I joined him and two others for a couple of hours on Lake ***** to fish for bluegill. It wasn’t the first time I was there and I knew what to expect and looked forward to the biggest gills I’ve ever caught anywhere. I also knew the way to catch them was with a worm retrieved slowly on the bottom in about 15 feet if water. So armed with a 35 year old spinning rod (the first rod I ever built) a tackle box I hadn’t opened in years, I made the pilgrimage …..after buying a couple dozen night crawlers.

The short of it is, we caught so many jumbo gills, it took a while to filet them on an assembly line basis, after which into the frying pan on top of a bed of onions sautéing in butter, they went. The rest is history – or should I say, gooood eating!

So in an hour, I’m off to meet one of the best fly tiers and fishermen I know, to let him cleanse my soul of the misdeed I burdened it with yesterday. If a float with Jerry Regan doesn’t return me from the “dark side” I’m forever doomed.




  1. Jim Zyla says:

    Good. Jerry knows what to do in this situation.

    1. admin says:

      We spent 7 hours on the Manistee in his boat. I’m cured.

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