Monday, December 26, 2011

Windknots fishing timeline contest!

I haven't talked a lot about this, but I thought in the spirit of the holidays that I would share. There was a time when fly fishing was about as far from my mind as spiking what's left of my hair today.

My fishing experience started when I was 12 or so. It entailed chucking cheese to trout on the Big Thompson River outside of Estes Park. To properly set the stage, I must tell you that this was in the early 1960s, using fiberglass spinning rods, Velveeta cheese and just a bit of chokecherries.

I spent many enjoyable summer days fishing from the deck overlooking the Big T, carefully rolling cheese balls, slipping them onto an Eagle Claw hook and flinging the lot into the river. I don't remember the fish caught, but there were a few. What I remember most is when the fishing slowed down or got boring, climbing off the deck in search of chokecherries for homemade jelly!

When I was in my later teens, my friend Jim had his drivers license.  Being worldly sportsmen, my fishing foray led us to Granby Reservoir outside of Grand Lake early one morning...on his motorcycle. I was still using a fiberglass spin rod, but it was my own first fishing purchase.  After freezing for the first part of the morning and not catching a fish, I tossed the new rod and reel into the water and walked away from fishing for several years.
In the late 60s, girls took the place of fishing. I was only moderately successful. I was going to college at Western State College in Gunnison. Gunnison is home to some of Colorado's finest trout waters and beautiful scenery. After a particularly difficult breakup, I discovered fishing again. This time it was fiberglass spin and lures. My roommate and I fished Taylor River and reservoir often and I thought I had finally mastered this fishing business. Then I re-discovered girls again. Still only moderately successful.

The 1970s was a time of renaissance for me. Graphite spinning rods, bait and lures! I was married, had a steady job and while still enjoyable, fishing felt rushed and more an end than a means. I fished in exotic waters (Wyoming) and more local waters, Barker Reservoir, Gross Reservoir, Clear Creek Reservoir and many small nameless ponds. I had graduated to a float tube and was enjoying fishing again. Then I got divorced and I re-re-discovered girls. (Are you seeing a common thread here?)

The old saying, "with age comes wisdom" must be true. While running the dating gauntlet, I made sure that any prospects were experienced fisherman as well, or at least wanted to learn. Pam enjoyed fishing and was interested in learning to fly fish; I was interested in teaching. The rest as they say, is history.

I relate my fishing history for a reason. The next (and long overdue) contest is going to ask you to relate your fishing timeline.

So, here are the rules: Write a synopsis of your fishing timeline. If you are a blogger, post it up on your site and link to Windknots and leave a comment with a link to your site. As usual, you must follow Windknots to participate. (It's FREE!) If you don't have a blog and would like to participate, write it up, send it to I will post it for you and again, you must be a follower. The winning entry should relate unique, funny and engaging experiences.

I will pick my top 5 favorites and you will decide the winner via a posted poll.  The contest will start tomorrow at 5pm Rockytime and end 5pm on Jan 11, 2012. Once the top 5 are posted, the poll will go up and stay until January 20, 2011 at 5pm.

The winner will get a $50 gift certificate to your choice of BassPro or Cabelas.  So, get your motor running...