I thought I was unique having a male Blue- jay dive for and peck at a miller dry- fly while I was fishing the Pickering creek last year (just snagged on the beak; he let go and nearly took out my eye when the fly hurtled back towards me...), but that pelican story has me beat by a landslide!
Not that this is somehow something I would actually want to share, but my wife loves to point out that I did catch a lake trout in Maine, but it was such a small fingerling that when I went to set the hook, it literally caused the fish to fly out of the water and (yes, really) slap me in the forehead... umm, now why am I admitting this again? (for those concerned, the hook didn't even puncture its jaw, and to the best of my knowledge the fish was fine - shy of the humiliation of having been caught by such a clumsy fly fisherman and shy of a rocket- trip through the air...) Again, why am I sharing this? ;) Tight lines, Pete
