If you’ve ever met Ryan, you know how passionate he is about fly fishing. He lives and breathes fly fishing. He's gone after everything from tarpon to bass, but is fish of choice, is a trout, be it a Rainbow, Brown, Brooke or Cutthroat. He ties all his own flies; he reads only fly fishing books and magazines; he watches fly fishing on TV; he practices casting in the yard; he named his canoe "The Trout Stalker;" and he has a collection of fly rods that put my handbag collection to shame. He’s been a serious fly fisherman for over 10 years. He’s been on numerous fly fishing trips to Colorado, Pennsylvania, Montana, Florida, Arkansas, and will conquer Alaska this summer.
And after all of this, he’s still never caught his "dream fish." He’s been close more than a dozen times. He’s missed them, he’s hooked them, he’s battled them, he’s let his friends have the opportunity instead, but they’ve always gotten away from him. Don’t get me wrong…he’s caught a million absolutely beautiful large worthy fish that anyone would be more than proud of, but there’s always the potential for more. There’s always the "one" that got away.
This past weekend, Ryan and his buddies went to Arkansas for their annual "Beer Drinking, Trout Fishing Arkansas Man’s Weekend" (that’s my title, not theirs). Every year they go and have a great and manly time, but Ryan comes home once-again disappointed that someone else caught "the big fish." He usually catches "the most fish" (because he’s very talented), but that’s never good enough. So you can imagine my surprise when I get a message on Saturday exclaiming, "I CAUGHT THE FISH OF MY LIFE!!!"
Meet Walter:
After hooking Walter once and having the fish throw the fly, my most persistent boyfriend stalked, hunted and landed him again. His dream fish!! I am SO proud!! Walter (as Ryan’s father has affectionately named him) is a Brown Trout, wild (not stocked) to the White River in upper Arkansas. Although they didn’t have a tape measure, it’s estimated that Walter weighed nearly 25 pounds!!! This is calculated from some generic scientific formula based on the fish being about 34 inches long with a 22 inch girth. He was caught on a 10 foot 5 weight Sage Z-Axis rod with 4 pound tippet, which is incredibly hard to do without snapping the line. And no, he didn’t keep Walter. Ryan’s strictly catch-and-release, which means he’ll live to be caught another day.
Nice catch Ryan...Congrats!
ReplyDeleteSawwwWeeeet! That's an awesome catch Ryan and a beautiful fish! Almost as awesome as Sara... almost. ;-)
ReplyDeleteI'm an avid fisherman here in Michigan. Hey! That rhymed! I've been fishing on the Great Lakes since I was 4. We do a lot of walleye and perch fishing on Lake Erie, Muskie fishing on Lake St Clair (not a Great Lake), and salmon fishing on Lake Michigan. That is where that pic of my dad and I was from, our last salmon trip on Lake Michigan. Heh, I drive by Zoomie's house to get to where we go.
Tammy's mom and dad also have a cabin in northern lower Michigan near the AuSable River (Ryan has probably heard of it) which is notorious for it's splendid trout fishing that we float every once in a while for trout.
Thanks for sharing that with us Sara. :-)
Congratulations again, Ryan!
Very nice catch. And absolutely high character marks for sticking to the catch and release standard when it is your dream fish.
ReplyDeleteCongrats on the monster brown Ryan. You are a true fly fisherman throwing him back. I would have taken my rapella out of it's mouth and mounted that bad boy!
ReplyDeleteMarcus Baker