Like Riding A Bicycle

One of my friends who hadn’t fly fished in quite some time remarked that fly fishing was like riding a bicycle – once you know how to do it, even if you’ve been away from for it a while – it just comes back to you.

I’m not so sure about the truth of that statement – but in other ways – some forms of fly fishing are like riding a bicycle. In fact, my butt hurts like heck.

What does fly fishing have to do with my butt?

Well, I’ve just got back from a couple of days of “loch style” fly fishing, learning more about what to expect in the upcoming Canadian Fly Fishing Championships which will be primarily a loch-style competition.  Fly fishing from row boats. The competition rules allow the competitors to sit on “thwart boards” – boards that sit across the gunwales provided they are no more than about 2″ above the gunwales.

Sitting on those things while trying to cast long distance is hard on the butt.

Anyhow, more on the location I was at soon.  In the meantime, I need a cold beer.  Not only the thwart boards got to my butt, but also the seven hour drive.

Oh – I am proud to say though that during one tough fishing session, my “Malteser” came through yet again – this time proving successful on a lovely Rainbow Trout.