Too Big, Too Little, Too late but still Blue
by Alan Luecke
(Kansas City, Mo)
Too big for smallest, too little for biggest and too late for first, but I caught this green sunfish on the first cast of my first blue fly (which was in the batch of the first flies I've ever tied - all killer bugs). I was fishing on Tomahawk Creek in suburban Kansas City. It's a pretty place all clear and rocky with riffles and pools - if only it were cold enough for trout. The rod is a Nissin Zerosum 360 6:4.
Walk softly and carry a long stick. - Teddy Roosevelt (almost)
“The bitterness of poor quality remains long after the sweetness of low price is forgotten” – Benjamin Franklin
The hooks are sharp.
The coffee's hot.
The fish are slippery when wet.