May 23, 2010

In Pursuit of a Trout Grand Slam

"Looks like a good place for weighted nymphs."
Jobs I could never do: Rocky Mountain Fishing Guide:
Ed-and-Gary glanced at each other quickly, then bent over and almost choked. They almost spit their drinks out right onto the table. Finally, Ed got hold of his breath and said, “No, Rex, I think we'll just be moving on tomorrow. We’ve got a long way to go. We’re heading up to fish the San Juan, near Colorado.” (I absolutely hate the San Juan — a reservoir tailwater, full of Texans.)
Read Rex Johnson's piece, another reason for shunning outdoor television

1 comment:

mdmnm said...

I don't think I could be a fishing guide, either. Not enough patience and I'd rather be fishing for myself. The guy writing the article is all wrong about how Pittman-Robertson (and, with respect to fish, Dingell-Johnson) money is used, though. For that matter, if he can't be happy catching a 20" stocker holdover, he's got some pretty high standards.