What about all you fish folks out there who may not be able to cast that flimsy fly eighty feet with pin point accuracy? How about those who cannot identify every fly hatching on the water, or tell the difference between a skwala, salmonfly, or caddis? I’ve got good news for you who may not know the language or complexities of fly fishing. There is nothing wrong with still fishing!
You know how I know? Cause when I sit with my grandson “on the dock of a bay, watching the clouds roll away” and suddenly that bobber starts bobbing and I see the excitement in his eyes: I know that still fishing is the noblest form of angling. So fellow fisher, don’t be intimidated by those in waders, making a beautiful back cast and landing that fly on the water, light as a feather, and floating that fly downstream with a perfect presentation. Yes, it’s a thing of beauty to watch such skill in motion but that shouldn’t stop you from dunking a worm. I salute you colleagues of the catch and say: “you don’t have to take a back seat to anyone.”
Here’s my strategy when my grandson comes over the night before the big day. I regale him with some of my best fish stories (he’s heard most of them before but doesn’t seem to mind hearing them again). As the sun is setting we get out there in the yard hunting for night crawlers. You know those big juicy ones that would catch fish or die trying (sorry I couldn’t resist it). Into the refrigerator they go in a can that’s half full of coffee grounds. Sometimes my grandson is too wound up to sleep, so I sedate him with milk and cookies. He’s usually up at the crack of dawn getting his gear ready. It’s another memory that he will treasure long after I’m gone. We usually catch fish but even when we don’t, the bonding time is all important. More details please visit:-http://techypills.com https://jignal.com/ https://fontstiger.com/ https://laramediagroup.com
Here are a couple of tips to use on your next trip: try using an egg sinker with a channel through the center. Put a swivel beneath it so it doesn’t slide down too far. Keep you bail open so a fish can take the bait and swim with it before feeling any pressure. When you see the line moving close the bail and set the hook. Just below the egg sinker tie a couple of feet of leader on the other end of the swivel.
Try making a dropper line by tying a simple loop on the leader. Get about a number 4 or 6 hook with a leader and a loop on it. Join the two loops and put a marshmallow, or cheese, on the top hook. On the bottom hook put on the plumpest, wiggliest, juiciest night crawler you can find. If you find that too many fish are spitting out the hook before you have a chance to set it, try pinching on a couple of split shot and let that sit on the bottom with the bail closed. As soon as you feel a bite set the hook. If you know what depth you want to fish put a bobber on the line at that length. That will enable you to detect even a gentle bite.
Oh, one other thing the fish philosopher would recommend. I wouldn’t tell this to my grandson, he might think me weird. As you sit there waiting for the fish to come to you, send positive vibrations down the pole, through the line and into the lake (a little esoteric but it works for me sometimes).
While we are waxing esoteric, let me remind you of that scripture, which exhorts us to “be still and know that I am God.” The sounds of silence can teach us so much. While we are still fishing, those still, small voices can bind us together, down to the third and fourth generation. Just quiet your soul and let it happen.