MKern
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Pretty cut and dry --- what made you make the decision to start fly fishing for the first time?
For me, it all started when I was young, about 12. My cousin and I use to spend the early Spring netting minnows from the small creak that runs in front of my parent's house. I would then keep them in a 10 gal. fish tank till opening day. On opening day I would tranport a few dozen minnows to his house in Hugesville and for the first couple weekends stay there and fish Muncy Creek. We always caught fish, but not a ton. However, I would always notice the fly fishermen waving around rods and consequently catching more fish than me. I remember thinking that I could never do it, so didn't give it much thought. Then, one year, after learning that what those guys were doing was fly fishing and they tied feathers to hooks and caught fish, my cousin and I walked to the Dollar Deneral in Hugesville and I bought a dollar feather duster. I remmber being ticked that they only color they had was bright yellow, I was hoping for a variety. That night (Friday) we sat down and using fishing line taken off our reels, laid one feather along the hook shank and tied it down. Don't ask me how I got the feather to stay, but it did. This basically made a bugger-like fly. Don't ya know the thing worked. We caughgt a ton of fish the first couple weekends. Like usual though, after the first few weekends, we stopped fishing , and had other things to do: baseball, swimming, camping, and didn't fish. Then we both got older and stopped fishing.
Then I got a job at a local pizza shop at 16, and the owner was a fly fisherman. He new I liked to fish and could see that I wanted to learn, even though not fishing for a couple years. I wanted to start fly fishing because I remembered those guys back on Muncy Creek catching fish consistantly, and that's what I wanted to do was catch fish consistantly. Then, fishing wasn't fun unless I was catching fish, probably like most kids. I went out and bought a starter kit and he taught me to fly fish. Again I only did it for the first few weeks of the season. I took a year off, because I didn't really have anyone to take me or to learn from. Then, when I was 18, I decided that I liked the experience I had so far, and that if some people I knew (morons) could get the hang of casting, then I could too (I also had the same revolation about drive a standard car) and I decided to teach myself. 6 Years later, I'm still teaching myself, and now the occassional other person as well.
For me, it all started when I was young, about 12. My cousin and I use to spend the early Spring netting minnows from the small creak that runs in front of my parent's house. I would then keep them in a 10 gal. fish tank till opening day. On opening day I would tranport a few dozen minnows to his house in Hugesville and for the first couple weekends stay there and fish Muncy Creek. We always caught fish, but not a ton. However, I would always notice the fly fishermen waving around rods and consequently catching more fish than me. I remember thinking that I could never do it, so didn't give it much thought. Then, one year, after learning that what those guys were doing was fly fishing and they tied feathers to hooks and caught fish, my cousin and I walked to the Dollar Deneral in Hugesville and I bought a dollar feather duster. I remmber being ticked that they only color they had was bright yellow, I was hoping for a variety. That night (Friday) we sat down and using fishing line taken off our reels, laid one feather along the hook shank and tied it down. Don't ask me how I got the feather to stay, but it did. This basically made a bugger-like fly. Don't ya know the thing worked. We caughgt a ton of fish the first couple weekends. Like usual though, after the first few weekends, we stopped fishing , and had other things to do: baseball, swimming, camping, and didn't fish. Then we both got older and stopped fishing.
Then I got a job at a local pizza shop at 16, and the owner was a fly fisherman. He new I liked to fish and could see that I wanted to learn, even though not fishing for a couple years. I wanted to start fly fishing because I remembered those guys back on Muncy Creek catching fish consistantly, and that's what I wanted to do was catch fish consistantly. Then, fishing wasn't fun unless I was catching fish, probably like most kids. I went out and bought a starter kit and he taught me to fly fish. Again I only did it for the first few weeks of the season. I took a year off, because I didn't really have anyone to take me or to learn from. Then, when I was 18, I decided that I liked the experience I had so far, and that if some people I knew (morons) could get the hang of casting, then I could too (I also had the same revolation about drive a standard car) and I decided to teach myself. 6 Years later, I'm still teaching myself, and now the occassional other person as well.
