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I think there are surgeons who can take care of that little issue. If he liked Americans more, maybe I'd marry him! My first wife would understand. I mean come on, the guy can fish AND drink coffee at the same time, has the internet directly in his brain, and has a fairly well developed sense of humor. What guy could resist.

Lynn, Trying very hard to avoid all the replies about you getting a pair. Barely able to contain myself. A couple (no pun intended) of very obvious directions I could go. Good luck with getting the pants! My pocketbook cannot support them (again, no pun intended).

SJW, Been busy with work. Wish I had seen this more real time for the gut laugh I got out of it! Seriously though, I have some relatives in the Mortuary business. I think they have some, might be some bullet holes in 'em though! I plan to drive down to Montana to buy a tent trailer and fish a bit as well. I will be with my son and wife probably, so a guide may be out. Any suggestions?

OK, how did you think of that? I am really starting to believe are a cyborg, or at least the manifestation of the wired up guys from SciFi books. Birchy, do you have to get your rings built at a casing supply company?

Watch it esleech or I'll send an ICBM screaming towards you! I used to work on Submarines and still have some high level contacts!

Get a heavy anchor as well. I have an old fluted 5 lb and it would not hold at K-Lakes or at one of the man made lakes in 20K+ wind. Not sure how heavy to go. Suggestions?

Wow. That's all I need! I can almost see the divorce papers being filed. I think I may have to put that site on the blocked list.

Can you believe it only sold for $61.00?? I buy a lot of stuff on eBay. Wish I had seen that one! Pacreseltoro, Love the name of the post. Very clever. I was going to ask why she wasn't selling the rod as well, but that may evoke too many memories of Loreena Bobbit for some...

Ok finished and Mrs. rickr is asleep. Now what?? Happy fathers day to you too!

Nice job Glen. Looks like a blast. Capped off with 6 big bulls in an hour? Very, very nice.

I pick lump it! Things done today: Went to son's baseball game at 10 am. Cancelled. No, really. Went to local lake in defiance of the weather. Froze and quit after 45 fruitless minutes. Rearranged/reorganized all fly boxes and vest. Realized that I don't know what about 25% of the flies I own are called, including 75% of the dries. Watched the US Open. Confirmed what I have long suspected, that Tiger ain't all that. He'll only win 22 majors or so. All you have to do to keep him from lifting a heavy cup or plate at the end of 4 rounds is to not let him be in the lead after 3. Easy peazy. I knew he'd never live up to the hype. Mopped floor and vacuumed upstairs. Happy Fathers Day! But really, I banked major points with the wife for this. Looked out the window. I can usually see the mountains, but not today. The sad part is I know when I can see them again there will be way more white. To quote the immortal Bill Murray in Stripes "and then depression set in".

Lance, I just bought a Outcast 9 ft. I'm 6'2" as well, and a svelt 190. They are pretty big boats, so hiking very far with it would be pretty tough, IMHO. It weighs like 70 lbs. But they do break down to manageable pieces. As to the rough water, I can't imagine that the waves on K Lakes could get rough enough to roll you, unless the wind was really huge. A 9 ft is plenty suitable for the Bow. The only problem I have found in wind is that you sit so high up that you are basically a wind sock. You have to really work hard to row against heavy wind with the oars. But for the most part, I've been propelling myself with my fins. And if it doesn't rain, you won't get wet at all. Inflating is pretty quick. I went to K Lakes with MTB. I have a foot pump and he has a doulb acting one. Get the double acting pump. I've only used mine 3 times, but I really like it. I recommend it very highly.

Oops. Double post.

So this weekend was always sort of a write off for me going to the Mountain streams due to baseball tournaments. But the plan was to hit a local lake this afternoon after the games to do some Chironomid technique testing, rain or shine. But not rain, +7C, and 30 KM/hr winds! Isn't it Jun 17? When does summer come here, at Tuesday in July?? Houston is +27. That's a proper late Spring day (on the downside, its raining there too!) Looking forward to better weather, please, pretty please....

Face the facts Glen. You have no chance in this. Its a wired up world, and I think he has an internet connection in his brain!

Man, I gotta get my wife in the game. I've played golf all my life, do I get any stinkin' golf clubs? A pontoon boat for fishing? No and No. Oh well, she's given my 19 wonderful years and 3 beautiful kids. I guess that'll do! Happy Fathers Day All!!

BBT, Thanks for posting this. I was looking for a gift to give clients at a little fishing event I am hosting. Called Glenn and voila, issue taken care of. Getting each of them a stillwater kit. Thanks for the idea.

Lynn, Desperate men are easy to profit from in so many ways. We are pretty simple creatures. Dangle shiny, pretty things in front of us and we'll take two please, cost is no object!! Oh if only fishing were so easy to figure out. Or women.

I bet I lead the pack in posts from the blackberry while on the train. A fishing and technology geek am I.

Lynn, Perhaps you could get together with PrairieCreekFlyer's wife and put on a class? I could tie my wife up and make her attend. I thing LK and Birchy might be interested as well? I would pay and I'm sure they would as well. Nice little home business for ya! More time for the grandbaby. PrairieCreekFlyer, we can leave your wifes brother out of this, regardless of his opinions on the outdoors.

Glenbow, You make me laugh! I don't think cutties are smart enough to understand karma, so my bet is you are safe. Paris wouldn't care.

Glenbow. I don't think they make Schlitz anymore. Oh to be young again and drinking Schlitz Malt Liquor for the alcohol content! Makes one want to go shoot a carp.

Nice cuttie! MissinTheBow and I fished it yesterday. I hooked a fish on the forth cast from my Pontoon on a big honking Bull Trout streamer. Saw the fish come up and put the streamer in the area 4 times before he picked it up. Felt like a pretty nice fish, lost him because I'm a moron (I let the line get a little slack in my zeal to get him on the reel). That was the day for me. MissinTheBow hooked a few with a couple of bust offs and one other lost fish. Frustrating day, but we certainly should have landed some. Saw lots of fish, including one awesome bull that followed MTBs streamer to the bank. He was massive!

My dad was a fisherman. By that, I don't just mean a guy who caught fish, though he certainly did that. He was somewhat of a ledgend in the Galveston Bay area. He had a magazine article written about him when he was 18 and the picture at NASA of things to do in South Texas was of my dad and one of his bestfriends with a huge stringer of fish. But that's not really mean when I say he was a fisherman, it goes deeper. To put it as simply as I can, it means he lived his life looking at each day and each person from the perspective of "what can I learn from this". And he took a story from each encounter. And man, could he tell a story. It made him a true joy to be around as he held court. If I could pick any one of my dad's traits to emulate, it would be that. We went fishing all the time. I have more stories than I could ever relate. To tell the truth, I can't think of any bad stories. But my fondest fishing story of my dad is a trip we didn't take. When it became apparent this time last year that he was dying, all his family and friends gathered to say goodbye. He had stomach cancer and had lost 50 lbs or so because he literally couldn't eat. So he was a bit weak to say the least. Even so, he entertained everyone with all the old fishing stories that we had all heard many times before. All his old friends showed up (and would pace outside the front door afraid to go in. It was incredibly moving). One of his buddies put together a dvd with old fishing picture. I can't describe how fantastic this was. Here is the fishing story, finally. My son and nephew were in his bedroom talking to him. When they came out, dad called for my mom. She came out of the room laughing and crying, much like me right now. She said he asked for a ham sandwich because he was going to take the boys fishing. Now we all knew there was no way this waas happening. He could not stand up for more than 5 minutes. But he was completely serious when he said it. My dad was a fisherman.

Going there tomorrow. I would take one of his leetle friends as well. I could call him El Toro Pequeño. If he has any cousins in the Rainbow variety, I'd take them too!