Back at it...
January marked 7 years since my farther suddenly passed away at the age of 46. He was at his vise tying flies and he told my sister he was having chest pains, so they went to the hospital. I still have the very fly he was tying in the center console of my SUV as a matter of fact.
I was in college at the time at Mansfield University- student teaching in Wellsboro.
I have tried to fly fish a handful of times since he has passed away and just couldn't do it. It was the one thing that we did together every free moment we had.
The memories of getting my first fly rod at age 16 and my father heckle me every time I would miss a rising trout, to "whoever catches the first fish doesn't have to drive home" on Penns during the green drake hatch.
We fished everywhere from Penns Creek, (my favorite) Big Fishing Creek, the Little Lehigh, Big Pine Creek the Delaware River, Elk creek and Walnut creek for Steelhead and some other local streams.
My dad was never graceful in anything he did. At 6'4 and 250 lbs, he often waded through the water more like a bear. I can still see him falling into Pine creek near Darling Run and the both of us laughing.
I'm still not sure how those hands ever tied a size 20 trico. He build a few fly rods that I will never part with and plan on passing to my two sons when my time is up.
Anyways, this year I'm determined to get back into it. I know it's not going to be easy but I really want to do it.
It has been at least 6 years since any of the rods have been used. I'm assuming I'll have to get new tippet and other odds and ends. I'm excited to go through all the gear and get back into it.
I recently refinished my "man cave" and plan on setting up the fly tying station once again.
Thanks for listening to my rambling and I hope to post some pictures of some flies in the next few days along with some trout in the upcoming months.
Live at full draw