Pythagoras

Taco...LMFAO! "I generally find that generalizations generally suck" Oh man, I'm so gonna use that... lmfao

I guess I've been fishing with a fly rod for about 30 yrs....hummm...thats a long time....ok, I guess I'm old. My first trip was with my Dad and I was about 10ish. We took a drive from Saint John (NB) thru St. Martins and on to the mouth of the Salmon river. I remember standing on the walking bridge and watching salmon in their lies. I never saw it but I was told you could stand there when the tide was coming in and watch schools of fish come in. My first solo trips were to there. The fishing was hard and I broke many hoohs off on the rocks behind me. I never caught a fish there. Last I heard the fish count was something like 8 fish counted from the bridge all year ( circa 1997ish). The river has been closed to angling for many years now but still has not rebounded. C&R kids S

My favorite fish photo so far.

My brother, an avid and accomplished Atlantic Salmon fisherman, came to visit me in Calgary for the week to taste the trout fishing here. It was 'one of those weeks'. He flew in on Sunday and I picked him up at the airport. While loading his bags in the Jeep he asked how it (the Jeep) was treating me. I stated it was a rock...starts everytime, goes wherever I want, never a problem. Then, of course, it dosn't start...ugh...We spend a couple/few hours waiting for a tow truck and I pay a couple hundred bucks in towing fees and parking...ugh...We decide to take Sunday off and indulge in some beerz and catching up. It was a fine afternoon and we recanted many stories of past trips and fish (with both getting better/bigger with each beer!). Up early on Monday (damm 3 hour time change) and rent a car. Take a quick trip to the Bow here in town to give him the idea of nymphing. He really disliked nymphing and although it did produce a couple fish for him during the week he cursed it every time. No luck on the Bow so we head to the James to try some Browns. Got there a couple hours before dark and fished up stream from where the bridge washed out. This is the third time on the James for me and like the other times I was skunked again. We really fished hard and changed lots of flys but no joy. Now I'm getting a little anxious. Plan A was to leave on Tues for a run down the Forestry Trunk Road. Highwood, Livingstone et all but the broken Jeep (now estimated to be a broken ignition for $350) wont be ready for another day...so we head down to the Highwood and have a nice day. Not lots caught and many, many refusals but still a nice day. Next day (with the Jeep now estimated to be a broken steering colum gizmo @ $1030 and 10 days) we drove down to the Livingston. About 30 mins later my brother hits his (borrowed) rod with a weight while nymphing and gives it a whole new look....sigh...that and we didn't pack his other rod (a beautiful Orvis 3wt). I spent the day playing guid and tying on flys so he could fish. We got a few to hand but, as has been said here before, most of the fish were marked or otherwise wounded). I will not go back there for that reason. Next was the Bow near the confluence...no luck and by this time my brother vows never to nymph again and looks at me funny when I tell him I've never been skunked at this spot. Now the Livingstone range to the pass is closed on fire watch...sigh...needed yes as it was tinder dry but, well....sigh.... Last day we head for the Highwood again. Perfect day. Beautiful river and great fishing. I ended up with about 10 to hand and he had 3 or 4. I watched him for a while and figured out that his hooksets were all a heartbeat too late. He says he is used to giving a Salmon the hook for a second before setting it...who knew... Back at home, looking forward to a few beerz and sleeping in is when we notice the huge cigerette burn in the backseat of the rental car...fallout from that one still pending.... All in allit was a wonderful tour of some Alberta streams, some good/bad and ugly fishing (broke my reel in the final hours...arrgh). The fly shops were made just a little richer and, after a beer at the Black Diamond Hotel (now thats a tavern!) a promise from my broher to return next year. I'm looking forward to it.

Pink Floyd circa 1988/9...wow David Wilcox in a little pub on the East Coast...he blew the top off that place Roger Waters here in C town just a few weeks ago....Dark Side of the Moon, live, start to finish...what more can I say?

I put the rod up for sizing (and, well ya, a little pimping...lol). I thought it was a cow head at first but it seems pretty big for that....

Here's my buddy and his biggest Brown... Posted with his express verbal permission, all rights reserved by luckybastard Inc.

OK...try this one...btw I'm not sure what it is.....

About 4 or 5lbs...depends how much water I'm carrying.... http://www.mongoproducts.com/index.cfm?do=...il&sku=C200

My ride.

My father, while in Hawaii, told a story to some Yanks about us having wooden sidewalks up here...they were amazed...then he told them we had to bring them in at night so the beavers don't get at them.

Pyt are about as random as you can get.......

Movin' to Montana soon Gonna be a Dental Floss tycoon (how unique!) Movin' to Montana soon Gonna be a mennil-toss flykune (yes, it's such a ballad at this tempo) Frank Zappa (1941-1993) I couldn't help myself....now I've got that song in my head (Yippy kio kiyay!)

I agree with most of the posts here. ATVs are great fun and, when used responsibily, can be very useful. Like everything, a few bad apples can ruin a bushel.

1. So a seal walks into a club. LMFAO!

To see that nice Brown with a mangaler of a hook deep inside.....I stopped watching then....

I just went to the site and subscribed....If I win the subscription I'll donate again...If I win the rod it's a different story.

Congrats on the merger.

And the Russian judge gives you a perfect 1.0....good job!

Nice new look...thanks!