Why do I fly-fish?

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Why do I Fly-fish? I had this same conversation with Jayl when fishing with him this past weekend. As a background to how I began fishing, like many on the board, I grew up spin fishing with bait and lures for all types fish. I fished since I was five years old. By the time I became a teenager, I learned to read the water and present bait in a natural drift and catch fish…many fish. Along the way, I discovered the world of spin fishing with lures. It added another dimension to fishing and added a lot fish to the stringer.

At one point while fishing in a trout stream (Fishing Creek near Benton) when I was 14 or 15 years old, I watched trout rising to a hatch and ignoring my bait and lures and I had an epiphany; there was a whole other way to fish…fly-fishing!

I borrowed an old fly rod from my Uncle, bought a few flies at the sporting goods store, and my FF adventure began. Since I had no one to teach me, I learned on my own. I used split shot and lobbed in the flies much like I did when bait fishing. I began to catch fish right away since I knew all about finding the fish and dead-drifting and swing through the prime spots on the stream. During a hatch I struggled a little with casting dry flies, but caught on quickly and began to catch fish on top.

From that point on I always brought two outfits with me on a fishing trip; a spin outfit and well as a FF outfit. At one time I even had a bass boat and tossed all kinds of lures with both bait-casting and spinning outfits. Eventually, I was the only nut on the lake fishing in a fully rigged bass boat using a fly rod casting poppers and hairbugs in the cover.

As time went on, (into my mid to late 20’s) I used the spin outfit less and less and finally left it at home altogether……but why is that?. Well for me, I found FF a lot more challenging and interesting. First of all, when you fly-fish you naturally become curious about the bugs that inhabit the stream. Add to that, the challenge of tying flies to imitate them, which opens up another dimension of fishing and adds a whole new world of challenge and seeking knowledge. Those that don’t tie never really know the satisfaction that comes from experimenting tying a fly the actually works well to fool trout and tying your “secret” flies using your custom-made blends of materials tied using your unique technique.

Another appeal to FF is that fly-casting in itself is enjoyable, and learning to cast and mend can be a challenge in itself, like casting on a small tight stream, or trying to reach fish and get a good presentation on a big river.

I found bait fishing and lure fishing did give me as much of a challenge as fly-fishing. Let’s face it, hand a neophyte angler a spinning rod and a handful of lures and a bucket full of bait and he/she can learn to spin fish fairly well far quicker than they would trying to learn fly-fishing.

So I guess I really evolved into a fly-fisherman. First, because of the the joys and agonies of casting, also the added dimension of learning about entomology and the time involved in acquiring the skills needed for fly tying to make my own “lures” for catching trout. One other thing that makes FF so challenging is trying to learn many of FF fishing techniques and rigs for fishing dry flies, the varied ways of nymphing, fishing streamers, etc. All this keeps me coming back for more.

I liken my love for FF to my love of bow hunting for deer over rifle hunting. While FF not often the most efficient way to fish all the time, it is the most satisfying for me. But fly-fishing is far from an exercise in futility that some make it out to be. Many times a skilled FF will out fish many of “less evolved” spin fishermen 🙂 on the stream But at some point, at least for me, just catching a lot of fish really isn’t the draw for fly-fishing, it’s all really in the challenge of FF and trying to learn all the facets of the sport, with the added “bonus” of the beauty of the surroundings along with the beauty and wariness of the quarry.
 
That's pretty much it. I don't consider myself more evolved than spin fishermen, but I did think it was entirely too easy after a while.

Fly fishing is just tough enough, but just effective enough to keep me coming back for more.

I could put on a niti-1 trout killer and go catch 75, or I could go czech nymph some pocket water and catch 10. The latter is significantly more enjoyable for me at this point in my life. I guess that's why I don't mind kayakers. I catch my 10 regardless of their presence. :lol: :roll:

The frank thread got me thinking. If we were all spinner fishermen and attacked the sport with the vigor that many of us here do with the long rod, how many of us would have 10k trout a year? I would bet that it would be a handful. It's a voluntary handicap IMO.
 
I am from the generation that was led to believe bait casting outfits were out of place on streams,and the new fangeled spinning[from France of all places] was only good to keep women and kids busy while the men were flyfishing.
Since wets were only 15 cents even a teenager could afford to indulge.
I enjoyed the 45 years I fly fished but looking back I realize it was the fishing and the outdoors not the method that drew me.
No regrets-but I would use the most practical method for the different scenario's.
 
Like affish, I grew up spin fishing. Didn't try ff until I was 25, when I accepted an invitation to go up to kettle creek with my now ex-wife's uncle, who is a flyfisherman. This was 1980. The weather was kinda lousy that weekend, and there was really nothing hatching or rising anywhere. I did manage to catch a few fish on nymphs, but I wasn't impressed much with fishing that way. It seemed very similar to drifting bait IMO.
I didn't try it again until 2 years later, when the same guy invited me up to kettle creek again.
This time however, we were there the last week of may, when all kinds of flies were hatching - mainly the big green drakes.
I really learned what fly fishing was all about that weekend, and caught more fish than any beginner probably should have.
And, I've been addicted to dry flies and rising fish ever since
 
Spinners cost more than flies and I couldn't find bait for sale on a Sunday once...I've told the story on here at least 3 times. Now I just find it enjoyable. I also prefer peaches to apples. White pasta sauce to red and rum over whiskey and prefer walks on the beach at sunrise rather than sunset.
 
As a kid, I wanted to FF, but couldn't afford it. I stopped bait and spin fishing at 16. I tried it again in my mid-twenties, and hated it. Tried again in my early-thirties, and hated it, but I had a streamside epiphany with a box of spinners and a reluctant trout.

Went out the next day, bought a starter kid, and its been a nonstop money pit since then.

As to why I like it, well that's art of fly fishing and the science of streamside ecology.

Science in locating where the fish live, and then trying to fish something that represents its actual diet in the area, to trick it into eating rather than using bait. That factors into the art of it. Crafting flies from fur and feather, the look and feel of the line unrolling in the air and manipulated with a wood stick to dance to my beat. The tradition of it, the fact that its the way things should be, even if they're not.

Alot of hobbies of mine over the years have been like that. I still prefer games with dice and minatures to computers and consoles, it may not be as convienent, but its more fun. I gave up photography when I couldn't afford to feed a sheet film camera anymore, partially because the things one could do with a view camera, and partially because its just not the same with a robocamera. I still read books on paper, not in PDF and I'll be damned if I ever go back to bait or spin fishing when flies are an option.

I may not be fast or efficent in my anachronism ways, but I'm having fun doing it, and that's what counts.
 
Because it make me feel like a 5 year old waiting for Santa to leave presents under the tree. Not much gets me feeling that way anymore

The only thing that would make it better is if a beer appeared in your hand when you released the fish unharmed.
 
Bruno wrote:
The only thing that would make it better is if a beer appeared in your hand when you released the fish unharmed.

😎
 
Good show Afish.

That is my life story. to this point I am 25 and right around your mid 20s point on the timeline.

I own a bass boat and fly fish off of it. But always Have spinning rods on there though too. Walleyes, catfish. . .

I also Archery Hunt for your reasons as well.
 
Good topic and nice post Afish. I really have nothing "new" to add to all these great answers (except for my avatar) :-D.

I prefer the solitude and connecting with with nature while out fly fishing and bow hunting. You really get to see some neat and incredible things afield.

I prefer heading out with others and then finding my own piece of water or woods to get lost in, mentally.

The misadventures and mis hapses always seem to be the stories that carry the farthest though.......


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I suppose I'm similar to others.

The reason I fish? Beauty, plain and simple. I love being outdoors and hiking just gets old real quick for me, you're not interacting with nature. Hunting and fishing require figuring out nature, not just being in it. Spin fishing is beautiful too in the sense of it taking you to beautiful places, but there is an extra dimension to beautiful when a trout rises to a dry fly.

As for the method, like many, I started spin fishing and did that most of my life, just like my family. At some point, maybe about 10 years ago, a few things happened. First, I encountered a few rare occurances where I couldn't catch the fish that were there, they wanted bugs. Also, I felt I ran out of room to improve my game, and I live for the challenge of the learning curve. Fly fishing gave me more to work on. I don't consider it morally superior in any way, nor do I consider it necessarily more effective (depends on the situation), but I do consider it harder to learn. I suppose I have that mindset that anything hard to do is worth doing.
 
Great post afish, I would have to agree with all your reasons, but the one aspect of fly fishing that was ingrained in my mind from the start was the feel of a fish being played on a fly rod compared to spinning or conventional gear. I began fly fishing while going to college in Meadville. Freshman year, my buddy introduced me to steelhead on Elk Creek using a 9 foot fiberglass telephone pole and a dragless pfleuger reel, which was an unused christmas present from about three years earlier. My first trout on a fly rod was a nine pound hookjawed steelhead that was about as dark as they get. I could not get over the sound of the reel and the give and take nature of the fight. It was also one of the first fish that I ever took from a stream. Growing up in Ohio, my fishing experience was limited to small ponds and lakes.

I've been addicted ever since, and when I was introduced to Spring Creek, it just solidified my obsession. I still spin cast fish from time to time, but I always prefer fly fishing. I can never get used to the feel of a trout on the end of a fly rod or the anticipation of a rising trout to a well presented fly. Now that I'm getting into fly tying it feels like the opportunites and experiences are unlimited. I've never been out west, but I feel like I'm within a short drive's distance from fly fishing mecca and I am thankful to have a great group of people (like the ones on this site) that I can share that with. 🙂 Tight lines to all.
 
I have to give all the credit to my father. He introduced me to fly fishing when I was 12, I am now 33. He exposed me to many different types of fishing and he let me chose the method to prefect. He did not limit me to one technique or species. By the time I was in my early 20’s I chose to take fly fishing to the next level. I do primarily fly fish, but I still take out my spinning rod every now and then.

I still have the first flyrod that he gave, although I did convert it in to a desk lamp.
 
A friend of mine brought a box of dry flies his grandfather had tied into school (9th grade) and I knew then and there I had to get into this. I have been a bit fish obsessed since I was a small child. I learned to fish on the Susquehanna using clippers and stonecats from my father. I guess this is why I enjoy nymphing so much. My first fly outfit was a POS Martin that I got in a trade from my uncle in exchange for a box of my flies. I took a flytying class at the local community college( with my buddy who had gotten me hooked) that featured guest appearances by Stan Cooper Sr. It was great stuff for a thirteen year old. We used to hang out in his shop "The Fly Stretch" and watch him an Stan Jr tie the latest for the Orvis catalog and hear stories of his fishing adventures with Ted Williams. So I guess the biggest appeal that keeps me addicted is the traditional lore of flyfishing. While I admire and respect all types of rod and reel fishing, I think flyfishing so wrapped up in history, beautiful surroundings, and satisfying challenge, that thirty odd years later, I still can never get enough. Still try to get dad to try flyfishing, but he's so deadly with a spin rod, it will never happen. My 12 year old son has been tying for a few years and had a great season this year, so I guess the torch has been passed.
 
I fly fish for a change from spin fishing but if you wanna catch trophey browns fishing a minnow is the only way most times.
 
Interesting topic.

I actually started fishing the salt, then after I moved near some bass water I took up a baitcaster. I eventually bought a spinning finesse rod and when stocking season came around I thought, "Why not?" I was already paying for the trout stamp.

I released my first trout on the spinner for good luck of course, but I must admit I ate a few stockies that season. Then one day I came on a freshly stocked pocket in a small stream. I must have landed 20 ugly, cookie-cutter stockies in that one spot in less than an hour and it just seemed unnatural. So I moved to a larger brook where I saw rising fish, but I couldn't get one taker with the spinner. I decided those were the fish I wanted to catch, picked up a fly rod that weekend, and haven't used a spinner on trout since.

However...this year I started fishing Valley Creek, and I haven't had a ton of luck finding larger fish. I've been tempted to break out the spinning rod to do some exploring. I'd probably use a Joe's fly with the treble removed. But I just can't bring myself to do it, esp on wild fish. It would be like hunting with a bow in a certain spot, then one day bringing a rifle. Changes things, doesn't it?
 
Bruno wrote:
Because it make me feel like a 5 year old waiting for Santa to leave presents under the tree. Not much gets me feeling that way anymore

The only thing that would make it better is if a beer appeared in your hand when you released the fish unharmed.

Exactly!
 
My story is very similiar to yours Afish. I have been a fisherman since before I can even remember and I am now 53. My start was like most others fishing with spin casting and then spinning gear. I bet many of you here that are like me had a good old Mitchell 300 at one time or another. I was the kid that everyone brought there 300 to when they needed to put in a new bail spring...lol. Anyway my first FF was really fishing with flies... I would tie a gaines popper on the end of my spinning rod place a bobber about 3 feet above it and drag it across the water to catch sunnys and small bass out of the small lakes and ponds. I did that for a few years prior to buying my first South Bend Fly Rod combo from Kmart...
Bill A
 
Like Tom I have told this story on here a few times, so I'll keep this short.

I never enjoyed fishing with a spinning rod, even when still using bait I used a flyrod, so it was pretty easy to switch over. I had a few flies in my vest but never use them, till one day at the breeches, I had a fish rising in front of me, on the second cast to him with a fly, he took my fly and from then on it's been flyfishing for me.

PaulG

PS, sitting here thinkin about it, damn thats been a long time ago!
 
Forgive the philosophical homily, but for me, fly-fishing is one of the only ways I can truly connect with Nature, and do so in a non-detrimental manner. The symmetry and rhythm of casting somehow seems to dovetail with the babbling of an isolated stream, while man viscerally and strategically places a selection of fur and feathers; all of this culminating in the opportunity for a small ripple in the surface. Following the crescendo, man and fish gently part ways where man hopes to see a repeat, while fish hopes to never see another man.
(Where's my rod...and why am I sitting in front of a computer when there are waters to be cast?)
 
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