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BradFromPotter
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As soon as I saw that stone bridge I thought of the "Wissy". Then I read the caption.I made the Philadelphia Inquirer on Opening Day circa 1980/81? We were pissed because we were caught fishing from the bridge while waiting for my dad, looking like jamokes, not the pros we thought we were. I miss that hat....
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Those were really popular hats back in the day.I miss that hat....
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Indeed. I think the one I was wearing was what they called a wool crusher? Drop it in the creek, let it dry, and it would get its shape back. Hot look for a 12 year old.
Art Lee I presume??Man, I got fat and old
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The guy on the left with a cigarette dangling from his mouth is yours truly...I thought the one on the left was Hunter S. Thompson with a 'stache!
The hat I'd love to find is one of the old fedora style hats that were made for "working men" by companies like Carhartt & Dickies. It was the hat worn by just about every gardener or outdoors person in the 1940- 1960's and the kind of hat worn by Hank Kimble on Green Acres.Indeed. I think the one I was wearing was what they called a wool crusher? Drop it in the creek, let it dry, and it would get its shape back. Hot look for a 12 year old.
Funniest character on the show!It was the hat worn by just about every gardener or outdoors person in the 1940- 1960's and the kind of hat worn by Hank Kimble on Green Acres.![]()
Art Lee I presume??
This was from the third weekend of April of 1986 or 87. On the Meshoppen Creek. I might have been at the Slumber Valley Campground. I'm the handsome dude with the felt camo hat on the left. That day was memorable because of the massive hatch that lasted all weekend. There were swarms of egg laying bugs that looked exactly like a female adams fly. I was so green that I'm not sure if it was a mayfly or caddis. All we knew was that the hungry stocked trout could not get enough of them or our flies either. We caught fish on almost every cast. Neither of the other two guys had ever seen a hatch.
As we drove down to the creek I was trying to explain to them what a "hatch" was. We walked to the stream and I was amazed. I pointed and said. "that's a hatch! Get your rods."
1965 to 1967. I made my very first trip to Montana in 1967. I drove a 1966 Pontiac GTO. The speed limit said something to the effect "Drive prudently". Once I was on I-90 driving west and going around 85 mph. A state policeman passed me at about 100 mph and didn't bat an eye at my speed. I was 23 years old. I spent a month out there sleeping in a rtent every night.What years?
I was. My first trip to the Beaverkill was July 05, 1965Look at that goofy duck bill hat, clip on sunglasses and short sleeve tee shirt I was wearing on that warm June morning when I caught this 25” brown on the Beaverkill back in the late 1970’s. Fishing was good, before the madding crowds of fishermen descended to overthrow the relative solitude of the upper Delaware and its tributaries. You should have been there then.
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Is the first picture Silver Creek in Idaho?the locations are next to the pic of my ugly mug. these were mostly about 30 years ago. PA and ID
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