Where are the tout !!!!!

[tie2fish]

'Nother fabulous installment!

[willowhead]

Ray, previously, i had a feelin' somethin' was commin'.........but it was quite a surprise.........and to tell you the truth........i was even more expecting to see you show up. Otter has a future in writing that's for sure. His tale is one of the coolest things i've ever seen on any fly fishing/tying website.

[Otter]

Otter, Howdy;
I tryed to fish in my mind's eye.....they were all to small, had to return them all so that they might grow some........
hank

And it all started from this little line of Hanks

[Otter]

William and Bill woke at 4AM and set to work starting a small fire and putting on a pot of very strong coffee. The snores from the others were deafening and Willowhead was doing a hell of a lot of talking in his sleep.
Sitting quietly drinking some coffee they wondered how the hell they got themselves into this, guiding a bunch of complete strangers, one crazier than the next. “One things for sure”; said Bill, “real life will seem awful dull after this”.

“Let me do it “; said William taking the bucket of water from Bill. He swung as hard as he could , the water flew high into the air and fell on the sleeping anglers. “Morning folks”; ready for coffee.

Dubby stretched and quickly got to his feet, nodded at William and Bill, looked at the sky and simply said “ Perfect conditions, we will have good sport this morning”. William and Bill were no longer in control of this trip, Dubby had taken command and they were willing to follow. “That was one impressive display last night “ said William; he was still in awe of Dubbys prowess and intimate knowledge of Turners Cross.

Suitable words have not being invented yet that could even come close to describing the state of Hank, Dougsden and Willowhead. The ones that come to mind ain’t appropriate for a public forum.

Hank and Dougsden grabbed some towels from the RV, tossed one to Willowhead and they headed for the stream. Dubbn followed at a discreet distance with his camera ready. It was hard to keep the camera steady as the three old buzzards , naked as the day they were born hopped into the cold stream.

“Jeez, this is colder than that stream I took a swim in on a jazz trip to Alaska, 82 that was”; hollered Willowhead.

Not quite light yet , the camera flashed and Dubbn high tailed it back to camp. The three grizzlys in various states of undress stormed up the path screaming blue murder. “ Too late lads, I just put it up on the forum”;



Dubbn was hiding behind Buffalo Bill and safe from retribution, at least safe for the moment.


TBC sometime soon.

(Need to take a break for a few days)

[hankaye]

Otter, Howdy;

You deserve a break... knock back a whiskey or 2 and recharge the gray matter...
Will be here to read when you post.

hank

[letumgo]

Otter - That will give me enough time to catch my breath, from laughing.

[Otter]

“Unreal, just look at that sunrise, isn’t it a thing of beauty, man, I wish Letumgo Ray was here to see this, he sure would appreciate it”, Willowhead was all emotional and it wasn’t just the remnants of the whiskey talking.. “ This is what it’s all about, look at that early morning mist sheathing the river……”; Willowhead burst into song,

“see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue and clouds of ...... “

don’t ya just love Louis”

“I know we all have travelled a different road to get here and god knows what road we will take when we leave, but right now we sons of bitches are the luckiest people on this planet.”

“Amen bro”, said Hank ,,, and if you are finished all that girlie talk can we go catch a trout”

Upstream said Dubby we need to move quickly before the mist lifts. Dubby led the way , wading confidently across the river, following the same trail William had taken a week or so earlier. Pausing briefly at the “Pool of the Gods” waiting for everyone to catch up he continued upstream, past Williams riffle and up another mile or so. “Where is he taking us , there’s no fishable water ahead”; whispered Bill to William. “Dunno”; said William, “there’s a few miles of forest ahead and its impassable and controlled by the military, I’ve tried a few times.” Reaching the forest, Dubby stopped. He noticed the puzzled look on Williams’s face, “ I guess you haven’t ventured beyond here before, you are in for one hell of a treat”. He looked at William and Bill, “not a word to another living soul, agreed”. Both nodded, game on.

Dubby dropped down into the river, the water reaching his midriff, “careful, keep tight to the bank” he warned the group. Slowly they waded up following Dubby, “Not far now, if you want a good trout you gotta earn it”. Dubby suddenly stopped at a fallen tree, clambered up the bank and beckoned the rest to follow. He led them through the trees, somehow finding a route through what looked to be impassable. “ took me five years of exploring to get this far”; he said casually. Without warning they entered a clearing , right tight to the river, only a few yards wide , it stretched as far as the eye could see.

William and Bill whooped with delight, it slowly dawning on them that they were about to fish water that hadn’t seen an angler in nearly 12 years. Looking upstream they were bewitched by the beauty of the river, long pools and riffles, twisting, turning, shimmering between great boulders. Bounded on both sides by the forest it was the most intimate of places.




Willowhead was off again and somehow it seemed just right that he had joined them.

Fish in the sea
You know how I feel
River running free
You know how I feel
Blossom on a tree
You know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good

TBC........if you weren't hooked before you sure are now !!!!!!!!

[kanutripr]

More please!



Vicki

[hankaye]

Otter, Howdy;

Take your break... if I'd a typed as much as you have the past few weeks I
have finger cramps...

wundermus yarn...

hank

[willowhead]

"With a Song in My Heart" comes to mind........... .......at times i wonder if those who are not affilcted, can imagine what it is to come to terms with having music in your head 24/7..........even when your sleeping. A blessing it is.....because, all one ever has to do is listen to it..........when, each and every time, the realization is that it is also in your heart.
Takes a lickin'.....and keeps on tickin'.