Joe (Tech) was fishing a spey rod. It looked to me like he was getting off some very nice casts, but maybe he can chime in here with how it felt to fish it from a ladder into the wind.
FlyinFish wrote:Wow, looks like an awesome trip with a great bunch of grey-beards
As with any gathering when you get a bunch of guys together there was plenty of good-natured ribbing going on. However, perhaps the best line of the trip was from Joe's brother Jeff. As we were sitting around the table at the Steakhouse in the Nugget and contemplating the $30-50 entree prices, the banter naturally turned to seeing who should pick up the check. Should it be the biggest fish? The most fish? Something else?
When the target settled on Jeff for a moment, he paused and said, "Well, looking around the table I'm pretty sure I could outrun everyone here."
Ouch! Grey-beards indeed. Of course, what he hadn't reckoned with was that when you get older you get more wily and devious. We could have just gotten up one by one, said our prostate was bothering us or something similar and slipped away back to the hotel room. Who needs to run?