I think that is why they only put young men (I almost wrote "people") in foxholes.
I think my own conscience came into play several years ago when during one of the big storms of legend, I lost a whole freezer full of some real nice fish (all within the possession limits, of course). Like some others who have chimed in, as a kid, how well we ate depended a lot on how well we fished and hunted. (Not to mix threads here, but a $2 outfit that caught x fish was a better deal than $5 outfit that caught x fish - early values are tough to lose.) I too wonder if we just don't rationalize our own infidelities with nature, but I usually fish initially with flies with the hook bend clipped off. If I can raise some decent fish and none of what seem to be the little fingerling types, I may switch to an intact fly and at least hook and play the fish and sometimes try to bring it to hand. As I have "mastered" casting, wading, and some of the other fun challenges of our sport, I have more than once recently, just sat and enjoyed the solitude and watched the fish work the hatch all by themselves, and at least for me, felt just as satisfied as if I had interrupted their day with my own devices. Maybe even a little more. Tight Lines and Merry Christmas, Steve > -----Original Message----- > From: John Rowley [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED]] > Sent: Monday, December 24, 2001 4:52 PM > To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] > Subject: RE: P E T A > > > Gosh Guys. > > If it is a threat or you want to eat it - kill it. > Otherwise, catch and release it or leave it be. What's so > damn complicated about that? > > Pray to a fish's "spirit"? Sheesh!! > > Don't think I would want to share a foxhole with some of you. > By the time you rationalized pulling the trigger, we'd all be dead. > > John > > > >
