There are friends and there are fishing buddies. You should choose your friends wisely but you should choose your fishing buddies even wislier. Taylor is one of those guys that I can bring to my secret spots and trust that he's not going to spill the beans. I mean maybe he'll bring his girlfriend and a buddy there at some point but he'll eventually tell me how they did.
When I don't have time for little trout I usually start with an Olive Woolly Bugger. Throw some rubber legs on that bitch and you have yourself a fish catching machine. When I reviewed my fishing journals from the last 16 years in December I calculated that 37% of all the trout I've ever caught have been on an Olive Bugger. Usually size 2 but sometimes a size 4. On top of that 56% of all the trout I've ever caught over 15 inches have been on an Olive Bugger.
I don't know if anyone's ever taken a photo of me rerigging.
It reminds me of this bronze statue in downtown Sheridan, Wyoming that my brother photographed me by in 2016.
Oh yes! The point five strikes again!
Well we never got the big one today and I don't think either one of us even cared. Always nice to go fishing with a good friend.
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Eddie, I’m seeing your blog for the first time. I appreciative of your blog, as it conveys your joy of both fly fishing and family. Your comments about Taylor are endearing. Secrets fishing holes, trusting your son, celebrating his manhood…WOW. Fishing is so much than fish.
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