gunnurse
Senior Member
I can remember watching my brother disappear around the bend in the bank as he flyfished and my father paddled him around. I remember how I longed to fish like my brother. As soon as
I could save up the money I bought this clunky 9 foot mustard yellow fiberglass rod that must have weighed two pounds.
The love affair was instant and long lasting. I been fly-fishing now for fifty years. I remember watching "The Flying Fisherman with Gaddabout Gaddis" as he fished. He really messed up one Sunday afternoon and let it be known that you could tie your own flies.
The experiences that I have gained from flyfishing have been nothing short of magical. Each rise or strike instantly takes me back to far away places with old Gaddabout. I cannot ever imagine not having this as part of my life. Thanks for listening to me blabber.
I could save up the money I bought this clunky 9 foot mustard yellow fiberglass rod that must have weighed two pounds.
The love affair was instant and long lasting. I been fly-fishing now for fifty years. I remember watching "The Flying Fisherman with Gaddabout Gaddis" as he fished. He really messed up one Sunday afternoon and let it be known that you could tie your own flies.
The experiences that I have gained from flyfishing have been nothing short of magical. Each rise or strike instantly takes me back to far away places with old Gaddabout. I cannot ever imagine not having this as part of my life. Thanks for listening to me blabber.