Everything else is dragging worms through the water
People doing this are also doing these things:
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My father was a big fly fisherman when I was growing up. At that time I wasn’t interested in his occasional fishing trip. As he got older his fishing moved away from flyfishing to trolling.
When dad died I inherited his fishing gear- his rod, his hip waiters, his fishing tackle box, his net and his fish basket.
I have a few pictures of my dad flyfishing in the Golden B.C. area- in the 1940’s. Seeing him standing there in the water with a conteneted look on his face makes me wish I had asked him more about this sport. In order to learn thsi sport I have to go to strangers. How sad when I could have learned right from my own dad.


