08-06-2013, 09:24 PM
Re: That big beautiful brown truck arrived today!
OK, I'll play ;
As we all know, there is no perfect cast......
as Rick stood there, all tall and manly lookin' in his Orvis waders, he felt a shiver of anticipation run up his spine.
It was all there. The right rod, the perfectly matched reel. The line and leader, coiled and full of potential kinetic energy. And oh, what a fly. It was just the right fly for the 26" broadshouldered hog, right at the far edge of Rick's casting ability.
The back cast was beauty in motion, and as the power of the rod loading up made itself known to Rick's powerful, Orvis fishing shirt clad right arm, he threw foreward at the exact moment needed to get his personal best, farthest cast ever, launched. It was then that the well worn slick cork grip flew out of Rick's sweaty palm.
He fell foreward on the follow through. As the face plant on the cold clear water began, Rick heard the sickening snap and felt the crack on his forehead that sent his beloved favorite fishin'tool to the flyrod hospital for an extended stay.
The rest, is history.
You can always tell a fly fisherman. You just can't tell him much.
Last edited by siege; 08-06-2013 at 10:50 PM.