When you’re finished changing, you’re finished.
When I started fly fishing I knew not where it would take me only that it had taken a hold of me. Over the years it has progressed me to become more of a conservationist. Enkindling my desire to preserve it for the next generation. That’s the big picture.
In a more basic way it has brought me to my next evolution…spey casting with a two-handed fly rod. I won’t get into the history of spey casting or explain what it is. Just know that you couldn’t have a better time waving a long stick.
I’ve been lugging the two-hander around on every trip this year and pulled it from the rod case a few times to straighten out the line…casting practice essentially. One trip was dedicated to properly initiating the two-hander on coho salmon fresh from the salt. Alas, the coho never showed but the pink salmon were happy to fill in. Obviously not the proper species…when hooked they fought like a wet rag.
This past outing I finally hooked into something other than a wet rag.
A good start | Photo by J. Kim
Still more days of fishing left. In fact a trip is planned for this weekend. I think the two-hander will get more play this time. Hate to pack it up for the season without a proper initiation.