by Kevin F.
(Denver, CO)
For the past couple of weeks I have been giving my brother grief over never seeing him catch a fish or have a picture of him catching a fish (of course he has caught many many more fish than I have).
So I got out for a few hours by myself on Clear Creek just outside of Golden, Colorado on what was a fantastic day. With no wind, 65 degrees and sunny, I was ready to fish. All geared up with my phone as my camera ready to document anything I may catch I head to the creek. I just bought the traditional tenkara line from Tenkara USA and wanted to try it out to see if I liked it better than the level line. I must say I love the traditional line for an easier cast and almost no memory (take this as you will, I have almost no experience and have only fished four times).
As luck would have it, I caught a fish. Just a little six inch brown, but the icing on the cake of my day. So I get my phone out to take a picture, flip the cover off the camera lens and.... the battery is too low to let me use the camera. All I'm thinking is, Derron (my brother) is going to have a field day when I tell him I caught a fish with no picture of it.
After hearing my story Derron starts in about how he needs some proof, because of course you got a picture of this fish to verify your story. A minute or so later after he's done having some fun at my expense he relents.
P.S. I caught it on a parachute adams if anyone is interested (even more classic for me, was that I thought I was fishing a BWO, because I read to try BWO for this area).
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“The bitterness of poor quality remains long after the sweetness of low price is forgotten” - Benjamin Franklin
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Col. Robert Venables 1662
As age slows my pace, I will become more like the heron.
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The fish are slippery when wet.
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