Two years ago at dusk on the North Fork of the Boise, a bat took my fly on the back cast. My line went straight up over my head. Then the line with bat attached landed in a pile about two feet in front of me on the bank. Same deal as Jim. I worked the fly out (from a safe distance!) and the bat sort of reassembled itself and took off. I know it startled me. I have often wondered what the bat was thinking.
Dennis -----Original Message----- From: Jim Speaker [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED]] Sent: Tuesday, January 15, 2002 6:55 PM To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subject: RE: Funnies This isn't really funny, but I thought it was pretty weird... probably some others have experienced this. Late this summer I was into fishing Lake Sawyer, right by my house, right at dusk and past dark after the skiers would get off the lake. There were thousands of small rainbows released this year so it was a kick fishing tiny midges and caddis for them and seeing how much they'd grown since last time. It was past dark and I was casting blindly to rise sounds rather than rise forms when very immediately following a cast I felt a couple quick tugs and set the hook. To my surprise my line started going up instead of away or down. I had hooked a small bat! Fortunately throwing a few airborne mends toward the bat disengaged the barbless hook after a few tries and I didn't have to deal with the little critter. I've often seen bats come real close to my fly but I always thought their sonar was precise enough to see it was not a natural, that they either saw the line, or the hook, or some other cue to not go after it. Guess I was wrong. -Jim
