Where are the tout !!!!!

[letumgo]

Sweet fly, Wayne. It reminds me of the fly I received from Bill Shuck (tie2fish) in the recent Sylvester Nemes memorial swap.

[hankaye]

DUBBIN' Howdy;

Good looking fly...

Thank you!

hank

[willowhead]

Very cool tye.....

[Otter]

Hope rascal ain't too bald now. Thats way too tidy to have been tied in a RV , scruff it up a bit

[Otter]

They say a dog becomes like his master, unfortunately in this case it was in reverse. Hank yelped when a text came through from Willam.

“ Hank, are you gonna make it , Will”

Responding as fast as he could.

“ You betchya, where can we meet. Hank”

“ Sending u sat nav co-ordinates for Turners Cross, I’ll be there 9AM 2 morrow. Will”

The three amigos keyed in the co-ordinates and reckoned they would just about make it.

Pulling off the main road they got teasing glimpses of a river through the trees. The road slowly deteriorated into more a track than road and as the RV rattled over humps and bumps poor Dubbn struggled to stop his whiskey from spilling. In the distance they could make out the shape of a pick up and all too slowly it took form and they could see William setting up his rod. Dubbn and Dougsden disappeared into the back of the RV.

Parking beside the pick up, Hank quickly hopped out and went over to William. “Welcome to Turner Cross Hank, that is some trek you have made”, said William as they shook hands. Hank blubbered , “I can’t believe I made it , I have never been so excited in my entire life, Jesus, I could cry”. William smiled, “ are your friends a little shy”, he enquired. “Friends” said Hank, trying to look a little puzzled, wondering how the hell William knew he was not alone. “ Dubbn and Dougsden”, I presume said William, “I got some errrr, special friends ,with special skills and access to some damn fine hi-tech stuff. We have been tracking your RV all the way from Utah, and you guys are very entertaining “.

“You guys smell like sewer rats”, said William as he warmly shook their hands, “are you ready to rock and roll”.
“Ready, I feel like I have waited all my life for this day, said Dubbn. William leaned against the pick up, finding it difficult to control his laughing as his guests rummaged for their gear in the RV, tripping over each other, scrambling into their waders till finally they were nearly fit for purpose, they were as ready as they would ever be. Standing to attention William took a picture of each of them in turn




Leading them through a small wooded area they soon came to a nice stream, “ There you go lads, Turners Cross River, ain’t she a beaut”



Hanks jaw dropped in disbelief, Dubbn felt his blood pressure rising, Dougsden damn near fainted - thousands of miles of smelly socks to fish this.
Each had the same thought, we will skin that bloody Otter and use his fur for dubbing.

"Look " said William pointing to two square yards of water near a bush, "thats the inside riffle, Hank should give it a go first".

Hank looked at William and nodded, " I think will only fish a single P&O ", trying to be sarcastic without being downright rude.
"That should be perfect", said William, "now hurry up , we haven't got all day, theres mile upon beautiful mile of this"
"Careful Hank, it could be deep in there ", shouted Dubbn.

TBC

[tie2fish]

Trouble in paradise?

[willowhead]

rotflmfao...........

[hankaye]

Howdy All;

When Otter mentioned the bit of Will taking photos of us I was expecting something more on the lines of this;

http://xtrvaluedvds.com/the-three-stooges.html

nuk-nuk-nuk

hank

[William Anderson]

Baahhh. I love this. My favorite part was when Dougsden took his collapsable wading staff out of his pack and through it at Hank when he thought I wasn't looking.

w

[willowhead]

SO THAT'S! how you ended up in BF Utah..............rotmfflmffao................"just a victum of soycumstance"..................