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jifigz
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So a guy I know and his son came down to the Juniata so I could show them around. First of all the fishing was slow and terrible. I caught about 6 smallmouths and they didn't catch any. I was hoping it would be an easy day to introduce the dad, who admitted he doesn't fly fish and is trying to learn, to catching a bunch of redbreasts on small gurglers but they just weren't cooperating. The son, who when I've talked to him was always all about fly fishing and wore brand gear, talked as if he knew a lot, etc, surprised me so much.
So we were getting ready to walk to the river and I'm wearing shorts, sandals, and a shirt. The dad follows suit and takes my advice. The son is suiting up in his waders, wearing the flashy fish colored buff over his face, etc and I try to talk him out of it as the water is warm and the day was a damn hot one. That was his first mistake. But once we got down to the water and j was showing them where fish SHOULD HAVE BEEN, I was in awe by how the son couldn't cast.....like at all. I told him I thought he fly fished and he said he only really takes his 10' 4 weight out and euro-nymphs. I mean, seriously, his casting was so bad and sloppy you'd swear that he has never actually cast a rod. I just couldn't believe it. Well, by the end of the day I think I taught them both a lot even though the fishing was slow. The son started to be able to cast towards the end of the day.
In a wide open stretch of shallow water I asked to see the son's 6 weight he had brought and spooled the reel with a weighted bunny streamer. When I spooled his reel and had his entire fly line out there in the river a nice chunky smallmouth decided to eat it so that was a bonus. Showing him that I hope encourages him to actually learn to cast a rod better than what he could and to not always simply flip a 12' piece of mono into the next riffle, pocket, or pool.
So we were getting ready to walk to the river and I'm wearing shorts, sandals, and a shirt. The dad follows suit and takes my advice. The son is suiting up in his waders, wearing the flashy fish colored buff over his face, etc and I try to talk him out of it as the water is warm and the day was a damn hot one. That was his first mistake. But once we got down to the water and j was showing them where fish SHOULD HAVE BEEN, I was in awe by how the son couldn't cast.....like at all. I told him I thought he fly fished and he said he only really takes his 10' 4 weight out and euro-nymphs. I mean, seriously, his casting was so bad and sloppy you'd swear that he has never actually cast a rod. I just couldn't believe it. Well, by the end of the day I think I taught them both a lot even though the fishing was slow. The son started to be able to cast towards the end of the day.
In a wide open stretch of shallow water I asked to see the son's 6 weight he had brought and spooled the reel with a weighted bunny streamer. When I spooled his reel and had his entire fly line out there in the river a nice chunky smallmouth decided to eat it so that was a bonus. Showing him that I hope encourages him to actually learn to cast a rod better than what he could and to not always simply flip a 12' piece of mono into the next riffle, pocket, or pool.