I may be a terrible mycologist, but I think I may be a gifted (or lucky) fisherwoman. Matt brought me home a fly rod last week and I had a little bit of a panic attack. Remember in the movie A River Runs Through It when Brad Pitt is shadow casting in the river? That move looked hard and apparently now I have to do it! As a wanna-be Montanan, I was told that knowing how to fly fish is a make or break issue. I told everyone at work that Matt bought me a fishing POLE and they all laughed, rolled their eyes and corrected me, it’s a ROD Kate, a ROD. Whatever, I am allowed to call it what I want with my fishing history…
Most of you will recall that despite having no idea what I was doing, I caught an 80lb Sail Fish last summer in Florida. I have heard that most fishermen lie about their fish, so here are a couple pictures to prove it:
I should have quit then. But no, we decided to go fly fishing a few nights ago to try out the new gear. After 10 casts I had caught another monster of the deep!!
Matt forced me to write that he did not condone me holding up the fish like that. And that yes, we did release both fish alive and well back into the Blackfoot River. He did not want me to write that he caught nothing and changed his fly halfway through to match mine in the hopes of catching something.
The post sunset light over the river as we crossed a bridge made the night.
One response to “Big Fish”
I really liked the skirt you were fishing in!! I bet Matt thought it was just right too. Love, Mom