Sometimes everything goes right. I met a young man recently, new to the Oregon Coast, who saw me fishing and started to ask questions about what, how, when, and even why. I offered help on lines, gave him a few flies and pointed him to the river.
Less than a week later, I saw him walk down to a place where there are often twenty or thirty people fishing spinners and bait, but at the moment it was vacant, and so he stood there in sandals and made a few casts. Shortly after, he hooked a spring chinook – when others had been fishing days without so much as a glimmer of a bite.
A fellow in the parking lot shouted, hey the fly guy got one on! He went to his truck and got a net and it shortly came in quite handy. So Jamie got his first springer – on a fly. From the bank. With a lot of applause and onlookers, as is the case with anything that goes on in Pacific City.
Way to go Jamie. The only way to catch a fish is to throw your fly into the water.
Jay Nicholas – July 2014
That is a beautiful fish! Chinook are my favorite as well, I mostly catch them with black / white palmer flies, sometimes with a touch of red or chartreuse.
Beautiful . Way to stoke the good karma Jay … hang on tight next time out !
Guy
I want to see a follow up on how long it takes him to hook into his next one,……if he’s still casting for them after a couple of fishless seasons I’ll label him a serious fly fisher,…..LOL.
Love this. You don’t catch fish if your fly is dry.
THANK YOU, Jay! By your mentoring this young man, you have proven yourself to be a true “Gentleman, Fish Fisherman”…
“Gentleman Fly Fisherman”!!!