It's been a really long long time.
I now live in what i believe is the fishing capitol of Oregon. If it's not, not sure where it's better. But in a month and a half I've not cast even one fly. Until tonight. Tammy is in the valley, i did shit tons of chores, fed the boys, and then went to a little pond only 15 min away.
I think Carole would like this pond. SO MANY BIRDS! The osprey was doing much better at fishing than i was. But it was a great place to brush up on my casting technique, and play with some new flies.
Check out this guy's technique:
https://youtu.be/U33hbB9ljEc
And look! I got a little bluegill! I had a lot of little hits, so i knew he was out there. I also got my fly stuck in the same tree like 5 times! Wish i had that many bites.
So. Yeah. That felt really good. Thanks Bend.