Good old brother John. He works hard as co-owner of HMH vises but has recently decided that he needs to fish more. He lives in Maine, so has ample wonderful places to wet a line. I have been urging him to send photos of his trips, and this time he came through for us, in spades.
He wrote in an email:
I just got back from a pretty great trip to GLS. Averaged more than a dozen fish per day for five days. (Ed: I'd call that pretty great.)
I inherited the propensity to count fish from Daddy.(Ed: Our Dad, who taught us about trout fishing in Idaho when we lived there as kids in the Fifties.) He always kept track. I tell myself and others that it's not a competitive thing for me, rather, it's a data thing. It's one measure of how the trip went. But that suggests that quantity is the primary measure of whether a trip was good or not. That's not true, as many of our trips to the Henry's Fork would demonstrate. If it were all about catching lots of fish we would have forsaken the Fork long ago. (Ed: So true.)
I've attached a PDF. If I had a blog it would become a blog post. A reflection of the week. You have my permission, Jim, to use any and all of it as you are able and/or see fit.
(Ed: Wait for it...)
And by the way, the actual number was 70 for the week, biggest just over 18".
I love that last line. Sure, like it's a data thing. I think there's more in there than just an appreciation of data. I think he loves to fish. And having fished with him for years I know he is competitive. But not with other fishermen. He's a modest guy who cares about other people. He didn't even include a photo of himself in the PDF. No, he's not competitive with other fishermen, but he's competitive as hell with the fish.
So I'm happy for you, John. Good one. And thanks for the beautiful post.
GRAND LAKE STREAM, May 2012
Serenity.
First ever. A fish he'll never forget.
C'mon...just a little closer...
In hand.
Break time...
Uh oh...
Everything is good.
Time to find another slot.
The new stone fly pattern that works. Well.
Rest. Then release.
Red biot comparadun Hendrickson showing signs of overwork--a good thing.
One more in the net...
...then call it a day.
GLS is one of Maines greatest places.
ReplyDeleteWonderful photo trip for us all.
I must get out to Maine again--it's where I really learned to fly fish, thanks to John. Have you fished GLS?
ReplyDeleteJim,
DeleteI have never been to GLS. I always have headed north and west.
The area I go to is the Rangeley Lakes region.