David, I think that the reason we remember the LDRs so well is because we play them over and over again in our mind to figure out how not to lose it the next time we are presented with the same situation (which never happens quite the same).
Just my thoughts Jim ----- Original Message ----- From: "David Colyn" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> Sent: Monday, July 26, 2004 3:27 PM Subject: Re: [VFB] Catch and release. > Steve > > Sometimes those LDR (long distance releases) ARE better than landing the > fish. Not often, but sometimes. > It's very much a matter of the memory growing with the re-telling. Funny how > we seem to remember the ones that got away, far better and in more detail > than the fishes we landed. Wonder how that works? > > We are waiting for the weather to stabilise in these parts. Cold fronts have > been pushing through like a herd of cats. Just heard that the Drakesburg had > snow again this morning and we are due for a 1-2 degree (Centigrade) week > again, after a super weekend, I took my daughters out for a bit of stockie > bashing (they are 5 and 6 yrs old). > > Come on the spring. > > Bye for now > David > ----- Original Message ----- > From: "Steve" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> > To: <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> > Sent: Saturday, July 24, 2004 8:09 PM > Subject: [VFB] Catch and release. > > > 2nd attempt > > > I went out to lake Perris on Friday morning, > At about 6:30 AM it was still a bright Sunday, > And out of now where a thick fog moved in > you couldn't see your hand in from of you face. > > You could but you know what I mean. > I was so beautiful; it was kind-of eerie to say the least. > I had fished with SoCalfeff in Sail Cove next to the dam, > I didn't do as well as I thought I should have as it gets a lot of pressure. > Excuses every body's got one. > So this time I kicked my float tube down along the dam, metering fish as I > went. > I was picking up a few here and there but nothing of size one ponders > I was over half way a mile or two and it must have been 10 or 11 AM buy now, > > So it is time to head back. > The fog had burned off and I still wasn't fooling any Bass. > I had tried most of my bass flies. > And couldn't find one they liked. > I turned the corned by the last buoy and was headed in, when out of now > where a giant Bass > Hit my new muddler I got in the Bass fly swap. > the bass danced on the water then ran for deep cover of the thick aquatic > plants > so I pulled as hard as I could without busing my fly rod or tippet, > the bass then came two feet out of the water nearly gave me a heart-a-tack. > I would say he was ten pounds, about two feet long, ok a foot and half. > He spat my hook; > > I stayed until dark trying to catch him. > Picked up a few small bass and a few Blue Gills, > > I think they way it happened was better than catching him > something so beautiful shouldn't be handled. > > Ya that's it, > > No wait I hit the release button on my fly Rod, > Because I practice Catch and release. > That's my story and I am sticking to it. > > > Steve Clark > Moreno Valley, Ca. > http://www.deepcreekflyfishers.org/ > > > > ______________________________________________ > E-mail Disclaimer and Company Information > > http://www.absa.co.za/ABSA/EMail_Disclaimer > >
