Who believes fishing stories? Not I.

Your fishing buddy says “Dude, every time I looked over you were hooked up.” Every time you looked over at him he was hooked up too.

At one stretch you bring five fish to hand that would make many anglers green with envy. You did it in five successive casts.

Several strangers linger within eye shot and you catch at least one pointing over at you. Soon they seem to just disappear.

You’re standing forty feet apart, hitting a lot of doubles. So often in fact that you can no longer be bothered with pulling out a second net.

Rainbow trout

Twin rainbows? Naw...just another double.

Fly-fishing isn’t supposed to be about numbers, but you tally up the weekend score between you two anyway. It’s in the triple digits.

MG signing off (because he still cannot believe it himself)

Comments

Alex says:

My god, man. Nobody wants to hear these things.
Seriously.

Cut a brother some slack – I could have said we caught all those fish on dry flies!

Jason/CO says:

Who say’s it’s not about numbers? At some point in your fishing life, it’s about numbers and size!

Agreed, but we’ll keep it on the downlow. 😉

The past couple of weekends have been great, all around. Double-digit numbers, and monster fish for all. Love this time of year.

Glad you are having a good time of it RK!

Being your friend was never easy, but it just got a lot harder.

Did I mention it was 75 degrees in Denver today?

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It snowed here today.