Casting into the wind
Okay, guys. I tried. I deliberately left the spinning rod in the trunk and took the fly rod on the small lake I fish yesterday. The wind was blowing. And blowing. And blowing. No matter where I went, it seemed like the wind was blowing right into my face.
I already cast as well as a one-legged duck walks and swims but it was totally stupid yesterday. No way could it work.
I hate to say it but, after an hour, I got my spinning rod and even had a little hard time casting it.
What really irritated me was that I was seeing a number of mayflies (or something?) hit the water. Spent. And none of them lasted more than 20-30 seconds before they were sucked up.
“Many men go fishing all of their lives without knowing that it is not fish they are after.” –Henry David Thoreau
“Time flies like an arrow but fruit flies like a banana.” –Groucho Marx