While I only had the opportunity to fly fish with one of the Fat Guys, I did get to drink with two of them. Alex concluded best in his account…”it would be really funny to go sit on Kyle’s passed out head.” So you all know how the partying turned out. And while the fishing was good by almost any objective standard Alex didn’t convey precisely how incredible it was, at least from this angler’s point of view.
For someone who has fished the targeted water for a sum total month and a half of his life (at least), I consider it one of the best days ever. The fishing itself was off-the-wall, but the camaraderie made it all the more special. We walked, we talked, and we laughed an awful lot. There were many a high five throughout the day, as unselfish fishermen tossed their rods at the drop of a hat and scrambled to net each other’s takes. Landeen the photographer was there to record for posterity the anticipation, the excitement, the unbridled joy. It doesn’t get much better.
Alex captures the essence of fly fishing…having fun
For me, fly fishing isn’t just about the rod and reel, the feel of the cast, the occasional (or in this case, constant) hook sets and fights, and the netting of fish. It’s about days like we had, and it’s the main reason I rarely fish alone. I don’t get quite the same enjoyment fishing just for the sake of it, and thanks to guys like Alex Landeen (and Nate Taylor) I’m reminded of why.