This year I made a decision to fish again for the pure enjoyment of being able to.
Fishing had lost some of its lightness.
I have always fished and always loved to fish or just be there and I still do.
Today I went to the Blackstone.
Imagine, the Blackstone with trout in it.
Still amazing to a Yankee like me
Itâ€™s a friggin miracle.
I tied up a pile of flies last fall all glittery and shiny.
I used Christmas tree ornament colors like shiny red bodies and shiny green ones and made them into wet flies, soft hackles and nymphs.
I tied them in lots of sizes and styles.Â It was fun and entertaining and interesting too.
I tied them as real flies with carapaces and legs and ribbing.
They look just like the regular patterns except they look like Christmas ornaments to boot.
Today it was more fun to fish with them because I didnâ€™t care at all if they would work. Â They did, every which way I fished them - they worked.
The trout liked them a lot and it was fun to catch them on these flies
Three fish broke me off and three more jumped off and I landed three; one a vey nice sized brown and two rainbows. I got there at 3:30 and left at 6.
I enjoyed every moment of it and I had no desire to stay and fish until dark.
That is the first time in my life that I did not feel like fishing until or after dark.
I wanted to get home and write this blog.
I think I have rekindled, â€œThe incredible lightness of being,â€ Â that feeling that comes when you find yourself fishing for no reason other then you let it be fun..