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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Is there such a thing? Boyfriend says there is. For the past two weeks or so he has been fishing with his paw under the edge of one of the kitchen rugs. Not all the time, but enough. I turn the edge over to see if there is a beetle or something; there never is. I put the edge down again. He lifts it and says look, there it goes, you missed it. I’m not sure whether to believe him, what do all you kitties think? Has there ever been anything called an under-the-kitchen-rug greebling? KFC, from her retirement snoozyplace next the fire says he’s just being silly, there are no greeblings at all. At least, none that would disturb her sleep. Tweed
Just for fun, drag something juuuuust until it disappears underneath. He’ll go nuts 
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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Is there such a thing? Boyfriend says there is. For the past two weeks or so he has been fishing with his paw under the edge of one of the kitchen rugs. Not all the time, but enough. I turn the edge over to see if there is a beetle or something; there never is. I put the edge down again. He lifts it and says look, there it goes, you missed it. I’m not sure whether to believe him, what do all you kitties think? Has there ever been anything called an under-the-kitchen-rug greebling? KFC, from her retirement snoozyplace next the fire says he’s just being silly, there are no greeblings at all. At least, none that would disturb her sleep. Tweed Just for fun, drag something juuuuust until it disappears underneath. He’ll go nuts
Evil, Karen, eeevill (snicker) — Cliologist, Philanthropologist, Prothonotary Wibbler, Paleoconservative, Surface Warrior Squid
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Is there such a thing? Boyfriend says there is. For the past two weeks or so he has been fishing with his paw under the edge of one of the kitchen rugs. Not all the time, but enough. I turn the edge over to see if there is a beetle or something; there never is. I put the edge down again. He lifts it and says look, there it goes, you missed it. I’m not sure whether to believe him, what do all you kitties think? Has there ever been anything called an under-the-kitchen-rug greebling? KFC, from her retirement snoozyplace next the fire says he’s just being silly, there are no greeblings at all. At least, none that would disturb her sleep. Tweed
Auntie Tweed, Thare are Greeblings EVERYWHERE!! Dey go wherever dey wantses, bekause dey are tiny enuf to fit. Mama and I hunt dem all de time, but thare are ownly too of us, and millyuns of Greeblings. Unka Pan is no help, he kan’t see well enuf or move fast enuf to hunt, ennymore. Boyfriend is trying his hardest to protekt yoo from da rug greeblings. For tiny liddle kreechers, greeblings are meen and danjerus. Nina and Francesca.
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Is there such a thing? Boyfriend says there is. For the past two weeks or so he has been fishing with his paw under the edge of one of the kitchen rugs. Not all the time, but enough. I turn the edge over to see if there is a beetle or something; there never is. I put the edge down again. He lifts it and says look, there it goes, you missed it. I’m not sure whether to believe him, what do all you kitties think? Has there ever been anything called an under-the-kitchen-rug greebling? KFC, from her retirement snoozyplace next the fire says he’s just being silly, there are no greeblings at all. At least, none that would disturb her sleep. Tweed
Dear Miss Christina, We are the greebling experts! You can trust us kitties. You can’t trust your poor weak hoomin eyes. Believe me, they can get anywhere. They change shape, and get flat, or long or whatever they need to do to hide from you. But we can see ‘em, hear ‘em and smell ‘em. Please don’t take any risks with those horrid greeblings just waiting around to take over the house– or fly down your throat when you’re sleeping! Eeeww! I get all creepy just thinking about it. Believe me, I know it’s not yours or my mommy’s faults that you can’t see them. You just have to relax and let us do our jobs. We’ll take care of everything. Love, Stinky Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com
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Is there such a thing? Boyfriend says there is. For the past two weeks or so he has been fishing with his paw under the edge of one of the kitchen rugs. Not all the time, but enough. I turn the edge over to see if there is a beetle or something; there never is. I put the edge down again. He lifts it and says look, there it goes, you missed it. I’m not sure whether to believe him, what do all you kitties think? Has there ever been anything called an under-the-kitchen-rug greebling? KFC, from her retirement snoozyplace next the fire says he’s just being silly, there are no greeblings at all. At least, none that would disturb her sleep. Tweed
Boyfriend is right. We have rug greeblings in the kitchen and the family room. Sometimes I have to move the entire rug back to get to them. Meowmy will come home and find the kitchen rug upside down and in the dining room, but she doesn’t find greeblings. That’s because I ate them all. Boyfriend is doing the right thing. Samuel R. Thunderpaws The Great Greebling Hunter
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Is there such a thing? Boyfriend says there is. For the past two weeks or so he has been fishing with his paw under the edge of one of the kitchen rugs. Not all the time, but enough. I turn the edge over to see if there is a beetle or something; there never is. I put the edge down again. He lifts it and says look, there it goes, you missed it. I’m not sure whether to believe him, what do all you kitties think? Has there ever been anything called an under-the-kitchen-rug greebling? KFC, from her retirement snoozyplace next the fire says he’s just being silly, there are no greeblings at all. At least, none that would disturb her sleep.
When Shmogg was still interested in Greeblings he had a unique way of dealing with the ones under the kitchen rug – he *surfed* on them! This is one of the first stories I ever wrote for RPCA back in April 1998: SURFING CAT Shmoggleberry lived in a pokey 2 bedroom flat for most of his life, and so took great advantage of all the extra space to run around in when we moved to a large house. The main bedroom, lounge, dining room and kitchen are all reasonably lined up, so Shmoggleberry could run full speed from one to the other. He can really get up some speed! (Since the flat was small, he couldn’t really get a decent run without having to make some very sharp, speed reducing, turns) The Kitchen has a lino floor, and since it was winter when I moved, I put some small mats down in the kitchen so I didn’t get cold feet. He very quickly discovered that if he got some speed up and then jumped onto the mat at the start of the kitchen, his momentum would allow him to "surf" across the lino, using the mat as a board. At one point, he got up to much speed, he discovered a law of thermodynamics: once you are moving, its hard to stop! THUNK! head first into the far wall of the kitchen. He let out a rather surprised "OW!" (as you would) and stopped to give himself a good grooming – which he always does when he’s done something stupid. I thought he’d learnt his lesson by getting a fairly good smack in the head. Alas, at some hideous hour of the morning, we were woken to the sounds of boomba, boomba, boomba (sound of cat hurtling through empty house, approaching speed of light), sweeeeeeeeeee….. (sound of mat sliding on lino) ….THUNK (sound of insane fluffy projectile being suddenly stopped by unforgiving wall). We had just managed to doze off, when – Boomba boomba boomba, sweee…, thunk. (just enough time to go back to sleep) boomba, boomba, boomba, sweeee…, thunk. (enough time..) boomba, boomba… etc. I caught him at it later the next day – he came screaming out of the bedroom, landed on the mat, and then put his head down so the wall would collect him on the flat bit between his ears. Almost like he was a charging bull. I guess it caused him the least amount of pain. Although I know El Moggo is probably the most cunning & conniving creature I’ve met, I also know he can be remarkably thick. Yowie
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<SNIP Oh yes! I believe kitchen rug greeblings are closely related to newspaper greeblings, very sneaky little devils which take an expert cat to deal with them. 
— Adrian (Owned by Snoopy & Bagheera) A house is not a home, without a cat.
OH MY!!!! I’d compleetly foregotten about newspaper greeblings. But, from the state of the last newspaper I brought in the house & left on the couch when I went to work…. I think the furballs got them all. —
Mathew Butler to 2 kittens: Chablis & Muscat En Vino Veritas
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Isn’t it funny how cats will always groom themselves nonchalantly whenever they do something stupid, my dogs just used to look embarrassed,but a cat makes sure you ‘know’ he did it on purpose That was a funny story Yowie, Wilson always chased the mop when he was little, it was especially funny when he chased the polish mop, he would skid everywhere. Jean.
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Is there such a thing? Boyfriend says there is. For the past two weeks or so he has been fishing with his paw under the edge of one of the kitchen rugs. Not all the time, but enough. I turn the edge over to see if there is a beetle or something; there never is. I put the edge down again. He lifts it and says look, there it goes, you missed it. I’m not sure whether to believe him, what do all you kitties think? Has there ever been anything called an under-the-kitchen-rug greebling? KFC, from her retirement snoozyplace next the fire says he’s just being silly, there are no greeblings at all. At least, none that would disturb her sleep. When Shmogg was still interested in Greeblings he had a unique way of dealing with the ones under the kitchen rug – he *surfed* on them! This is one of the first stories I ever wrote for RPCA back in April 1998: SURFING CAT Shmoggleberry lived in a pokey 2 bedroom flat for most of his life, and so took great advantage of all the extra space to run around in when we moved to a large house. The main bedroom, lounge, dining room and kitchen are all reasonably lined up, so Shmoggleberry could run full speed from one to the other. He can really get up some speed! (Since the flat was small, he couldn’t really get a decent run without having to make some very sharp, speed reducing, turns) The Kitchen has a lino floor, and since it was winter when I moved, I put some small mats down in the kitchen so I didn’t get cold feet. He very quickly discovered that if he got some speed up and then jumped onto the mat at the start of the kitchen, his momentum would allow him to "surf" across the lino, using the mat as a board. At one point, he got up to much speed, he discovered a law of thermodynamics: once you are moving, its hard to stop! THUNK! head first into the far wall of the kitchen. He let out a rather surprised "OW!" (as you would) and stopped to give himself a good grooming – which he always does when he’s done something stupid. I thought he’d learnt his lesson by getting a fairly good smack in the head. Alas, at some hideous hour of the morning, we were woken to the sounds of boomba, boomba, boomba (sound of cat hurtling through empty house, approaching speed of light), sweeeeeeeeeee….. (sound of mat sliding on lino) ….THUNK (sound of insane fluffy projectile being suddenly stopped by unforgiving wall). We had just managed to doze off, when – Boomba boomba boomba, sweee…, thunk. (just enough time to go back to sleep) boomba, boomba, boomba, sweeee…, thunk. (enough time..) boomba, boomba… etc. I caught him at it later the next day – he came screaming out of the bedroom, landed on the mat, and then put his head down so the wall would collect him on the flat bit between his ears. Almost like he was a charging bull. I guess it caused him the least amount of pain. Although I know El Moggo is probably the most cunning & conniving creature I’ve met, I also know he can be remarkably thick. Yowie
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Thanks to the dedicated work of my 2 intrepid FHP (Feline House Patrol) members, my house is greebling free. Every so often they try to get in… But my cats hear them (we hoomans think it’s ‘house settling’ noises) & instantly go on patrol, checking all corners, window leges & especially the bathroom (greeblings LOVE to sneak in through the bathtub drain)… So far, the house remains surrounded by greedblings, but they can’t get in. They are such good guards for being so young. They will be formidable when they are grown. It is good to feel safe from evil greeblings.
Ah now I see! They’d be under the floorboards in my place though, and anywhere in the house when the gat needs to go the toilet, he does a loud howl and runs around like a maniac then does his business, odd creature!
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Is there such a thing? Boyfriend says there is. For the past two weeks or so he has been fishing with his paw under the edge of one of the kitchen rugs. Not all the time, but enough. I turn the edge over to see if there is a beetle or something; there never is. I put the edge down again. He lifts it and says look, there it goes, you missed it. I’m not sure whether to believe him, what do all you kitties think? Has there ever been anything called an under-the- kitchen-rug greebling? KFC, from her retirement snoozyplace next the fire says he’s just being silly, there are no greeblings at all. At least, none that would disturb her sleep. Tweed
Oh yes! I believe kitchen rug greeblings are closely related to newspaper greeblings, very sneaky little devils which take an expert cat to deal with them. — Adrian (Owned by Snoopy & Bagheera) A house is not a home, without a cat.
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Is there such a thing? Boyfriend says there is. For the past two weeks or so he has been fishing with his paw under the edge of one of the kitchen rugs. Not all the time, but enough. I turn the edge over to see if there is a beetle or something; there never is. I put the edge down again. He lifts it and says look, there it goes, you missed it. I’m not sure whether to believe him, what do all you kitties think? Has there ever been anything called an under-the-kitchen-rug greebling? KFC, from her retirement snoozyplace next the fire says he’s just being silly, there are no greeblings at all. At least, none that would disturb her sleep. Tweed Auntie Tweed, Thare are Greeblings EVERYWHERE!! Dey go wherever dey wantses, bekause dey are tiny enuf to fit. Mama and I hunt dem all de time, but thare are ownly too of us, and millyuns of Greeblings. Unka Pan is no help, he kan’t see well enuf or move fast enuf to hunt, ennymore. Boyfriend is trying his hardest to protekt yoo from da rug greeblings. For tiny liddle kreechers, greeblings are meen and danjerus. Nina and Francesca.
L O Nina & Francesca I fink Kitty FC got too old to bother about der greeblings in der house, it is FULL of dem, but most are under der rug in der kitchen. I try to show meowmie but she carnt see dem. I sez to Kitty, look, I tell you wot..you go outside and fite the big black cat to save me der job, and I will get all the greeblings in der house to save *you* der job. She sed its a deal. I doan no why she larfed when she settled back down in front of der fire after she fort The Enemy and he ran away. She say you will be busier dan me. Wot she mean? I avnt made der rong choice, av I? I fink I hear greeblings under dat rug again. Kitty is fast asleep, funny noizes coming from her nose. Sort of zzzz. pfff. zzzzzzzzzz. ppppffffff. Myself, I have to stay up all der nite to get der greeblings. <scratches head Boyfriend
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -I fink Kitty FC got too old to bother about der greeblings in der house, it is FULL of dem, but most are under der rug in der kitchen. I try to show meowmie but she carnt see dem. I sez to Kitty, look, I tell you wot..you go outside and fite the big black cat to save me der job, and I will get all the greeblings in der house to save *you* der job. She sed its a deal. I doan no why she larfed when she settled back down in front of der fire after she fort The Enemy and he ran away. She say you will be busier dan me. Wot she mean? I avnt made der rong choice, av I? I fink I hear greeblings under dat rug again. Kitty is fast asleep, funny noizes coming from her nose. Sort of zzzz. pfff. zzzzzzzzzz. ppppffffff. Myself, I have to stay up all der nite to get der greeblings. <scratches head Boyfriend
Boyfriend, You are the dearest little fellow. I send you special skritches from across the sea. Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com
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Is there such a thing?
Is there ever! They belong to the family of under-the-rug greeblings, and Mere has been showing me how lacking Frank and Nikki have been lately in hunting them. It seems that they have let the greeblings multiply enormously, though Nikki does hunt them half-heartedly every now and then. However, Mere is on their case, and is taking care that they (the greeblings) keep on their toes. — Marina, Frank, Nikki, and introducing: Mere! marina (dot) kurten (at) pp (dot) inet (dot) fi Pics at http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/frankiennikki/ and http://community.webshots.com/user/frankiennikki
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – What are greeblings? Greeblings are those pesky animals that the cats chase when we can’t see anything there. One example is the under-the-rug greeblings, which apparently my place is full of, and which Mere chases with abandonment. She burrows under the rugs, bunny-kicks them and bites them to kill the greeblings under there. She also chases the bed greeblings when I make the bed, and makes sure I am protected against these foul beings. — Marina, Frank, Nikki, and introducing: Mere! marina (dot) kurten (at) pp (dot) inet (dot) fi Pics at http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/frankiennikki/ and http://community.webshots.com/user/frankiennikki
Yes, and that’s why Nina was making it virtually impossible to put clean sheets on my bed, yesterday. =o) She was having a grand Greebling hunt. Melissa
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Thanks to the dedicated work of my 2 intrepid FHP (Feline House Patrol) members, my house is greebling free. Every so often they try to get in… But my cats hear them (we hoomans think it’s ‘house settling’ noises) & instantly go on patrol, checking all corners, window leges & especially the bathroom (greeblings LOVE to sneak in through the bathtub drain)… So far, the house remains surrounded by greedblings, but they can’t get in. What are greeblings? Marcia (UK)
If I ever see one, I’ll let you know. (Actually, only cats can see these mysterious creatures). MLB
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What are greeblings?
Greeblings are those pesky animals that the cats chase when we can’t see anything there. One example is the under-the-rug greeblings, which apparently my place is full of, and which Mere chases with abandonment. She burrows under the rugs, bunny-kicks them and bites them to kill the greeblings under there. She also chases the bed greeblings when I make the bed, and makes sure I am protected against these foul beings. — Marina, Frank, Nikki, and introducing: Mere! marina (dot) kurten (at) pp (dot) inet (dot) fi Pics at http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/frankiennikki/ and http://community.webshots.com/user/frankiennikki
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Thanks to the dedicated work of my 2 intrepid FHP (Feline House Patrol) members, my house is greebling free. Every so often they try to get in… But my cats hear them (we hoomans think it’s ‘house settling’ noises) & instantly go on patrol, checking all corners, window leges & especially the bathroom (greeblings LOVE to sneak in through the bathtub drain)… So far, the house remains surrounded by greedblings, but they can’t get in.
What are greeblings? Marcia (UK)
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Thanks to the dedicated work of my 2 intrepid FHP (Feline House Patrol) members, my house is greebling free. Every so often they try to get in… But my cats hear them (we hoomans think it’s ‘house settling’ noises) & instantly go on patrol, checking all corners, window leges & especially the bathroom (greeblings LOVE to sneak in through the bathtub drain)… So far, the house remains surrounded by greedblings, but they can’t get in.
They are such good guards for being so young. They will be formidable when they are grown. It is good to feel safe from evil greeblings. — CATherine
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Thanks to the dedicated work of my 2 intrepid FHP (Feline House Patrol) members, my house is greebling free. Every so often they try to get in… But my cats hear them (we hoomans think it’s ‘house settling’ noises) & instantly go on patrol, checking all corners, window leges & especially the bathroom (greeblings LOVE to sneak in through the bathtub drain)… So far, the house remains surrounded by greedblings, but they can’t get in. — Mathew Butler to 2 kittens: Chablis & Muscat En Vino Veritas
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Is there such a thing? Boyfriend says there is. For the past two weeks or so he has been fishing with his paw under the edge of one of the kitchen rugs. Not all the time, but enough. I turn the edge over to see if there is a beetle or something; there never is. I put the edge down again. He lifts it and says look, there it goes, you missed it. I’m not sure whether to believe him, what do all you kitties think? Has there ever been anything called an under-the-kitchen-rug greebling? KFC, from her retirement snoozyplace next the fire says he’s just being silly, there are no greeblings at all. At least, none that would disturb her sleep. Tweed
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I’ve used a Discovery 17 regular stern with a motor mount as a fishing "boat" on rivers and small lakes. A canoe is a great way to get around by paddle. A motor just doesn’t work all that well, unless you’ve a a fairly wide boat with some kind of keel. But I’ve done it and would continue to do so, if I couldn’t get my hands on a boat. And then you’re not talking about a true canoe, anyway. I’d get a carolina skiff or a jonboat for what you want to do. You’ll be able to stand and move around much more easily. But if you’re wanting to cartop, then the Sportboat will work. Just remember that canoes are really for paddling in the 15 to 18 foot size. Best of all, get a river dory, mount a small motor, and you’re set for all kinds of fishing in small lakes and any kind of river. Great casting platforms. Great stability. Can tow with almost any car due to light weight. Mike
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I realy enjoy my guide 147. I just got an outrigger for additional stability while fishing in lakes. they work very well and cost about $200, and clamp on, no perminate holes. One can stand in their canoe with the outrigger…
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Hello was thinking of buying an old town discovery sport 17 foot square stern canoe for fly fishing with my wife. Does anyone have any comments about this model. I’m particularly interested in using it for lakes and ponds with a trolling motor at times. I’m also interested to know how it would handle on slow moving rivers. tia minkaz
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Hello was thinking of buying an old town discovery sport 17 foot square stern canoe for fly fishing with my wife. Does anyone have any comments about this model. I’m particularly interested in using it for lakes and ponds with a trolling motor at times. I’m also interested to know how it would handle on slow moving rivers. tia minkaz
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Having just visited the Old Town web site a couple of days ago, your post caught my eye right away. While I can’t give any personal advice directly, you should check out their site if you haven’t already been there. It’s exceptional, both with respect to lots of information and also, it’s easy to navigate. Their address is: http://www.otccanoe.com/ They do have a dealer locator option on their menu choices which may come in handy in case you don’t get the sought after responses to your post here. Regards, Trent Roberson — Rx F Fish — For your good health, Fly Fish A Datasource about Fly Fishing Topics http://www.rxffish.com Discussion & Chat Groups http://www.studio128.net/rxffish_1 Free Business Listings Fly Fishing related Companies & Organizations http://rxffish.com/data_input.htm – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Hello was thinking of buying an old town discovery sport 17 foot square stern canoe for fly fishing with my wife. Does anyone have any comments about this model. I’m particularly interested in using it for lakes and ponds with a trolling motor at times. I’m also interested to know how it would handle on slow moving rivers. tia minkaz
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Hello was thinking of buying an old town discovery sport 17 foot square stern canoe for fly fishing with my wife. Does anyone have any comments about this model. I’m particularly interested in using it for lakes and ponds with a trolling motor at times. I’m also interested to know how it would handle on slow moving rivers.
I own a Discovery 174 (pointy ends) that I like a lot. It’s quite stable, tracks well, and lightwei….. Okay, it’s stable & tracks well. Actually, it weighs in at a mere 84 pounds, & I can handle it myself, but it’s a beast to lift overhead. I fitted it with a removeable motor mount and a 35# thrust electric motor & it moves right along on lakes. I expect that a square transom would only make it better for that. I even did some mild whitewater with it once, but that was hell on the cosmetics – I wouldn’t recommend it. Slow rivers should be no problem. Joe F.
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Hello was thinking of buying an old town discovery sport 17 foot square stern canoe for fly fishing with my wife. Does anyone have any comments about this model. I’m particularly interested in using it for lakes and ponds with a trolling motor at times. I’m also interested to know how it would handle on slow moving rivers. tia minkaz
I can’t comment on that particular model, but I can tell you my (and my family’s) experience with Old Town has been wonderful, if about 100 years and at least 3 generations (including a still-used ‘glassed over canvasback) says anything. As to square sterns, don’t like them. What we have is a bracket that mounts on the gunwale, and it has handled up to around a 7.5 hp (a 5 or less will do fine, but the dink pusher was handy). That way, when paddles are in order, you still have a canoe, not a stretched skiff…<G. That said, if I were buying as a new user (or could only have one) today, I’d at least consider a Grumman (or similar) aluminium – light, manueverable, you can remove dents with a mallet, and best of all, weldable. Patching ‘glass-type material is a pain, and if you wrap such a boat, it is done. I also went to the site, and Crosslink 3 might be better than ‘glass type materials, but I still think aluminium is the best for a one-boat fleet…<G. HTH? R
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Hello was thinking of buying an old town discovery sport 17 foot square stern canoe for fly fishing with my wife. Does anyone have any comments about this model. I’m particularly interested in using it for lakes and ponds with a trolling motor at times. I’m also interested to know how it would handle on slow moving rivers. tia minkaz: I have a DS17 square stern that we use with an 8 hp motor for Atlantic salmon fishing on large rivers. It is very stable because it is wide, and quite heavy (118 lb). We also pole it on fast rivers, and it is a bit of a pig in comparison with narrower canoes, but it’s OK. It would be fine for paddling or running a trolling motor on slow rivers, ponds and small lakes (<250 acres). I’d go to a DS15 for this. It will give the stability without so much weight. JB
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If you’d be so kind as to indulge me in a little fish story… Last weekend my family and I went camping in Yosemite valley. I will not get into the planning and strategies necessary to camp with seven-month old twins for four nights but suffice to say that I was, by the grace of my dear wife, able to sneak away for a little fishing here and there. If you’ve never been there, well, it really is as pretty as you’ve heard. And much to my amazement, there are fish swimming in the Merced river — right by the spots that millions (well, hundreds of thousands, anyway) of tourists traverse each summer. I have always assumed that any water with that ease of access and that many people around would be fished out. But this isn’t the case here. I suppose that (a) the artificial fly regulations limit the casual baitfishing that often accompanies camping and (b) most people are there to see El Capitan, Half Dome, and the waterfalls. Anyway, as it turns out there were fish swimming in both the Merced and Tenaya Creek. The following is the story of one of those fish. The river is extremely low this time of year — not surprising — and the fishing was challenging. It was like fishing on a mirror, the water was so smooth, clear, and slow-moving. On the third morning I walked downstream until I got to a spot where Katy and I had seen fish the day before. The good news was they were rising. The bad news was I couldn’t figure out what they were rising to as nothing seemed to be coming off the water. I suspect they were taking emergers of some type but never really figured it out. I crawled to the water’s edge and started throwing out the usual suspects — small caddis, morning duns, light cahills, mosquitos, even a royal wulff. Nothing. Fish would rise just behind my fly so I hadn’t scared them — they had just taken a long look at my offering and found it wanting. Ok, that’s not working. I tried fishing a couple of these wet with the same effect. Just for kicks I tied on an ant and cast that under a few branches. Nothing. At this point I was getting a little frustrated — I’d been working this pool for practically two hours, watching fish rise the whole time, and hadn’t been able to elicit so much as a strike. I suppose I should have been happy that I hadn’t scared them yet either but that seemed an awful small victory at the time. I also started to feel that perhaps I should have paid a little bit closer attention in biology. Stupid bugs. I retreated to a rock to sit and think for a minute. Having thrown every likely dry in my box I decided it was time to (as my brother-in-law would say) turn to the dark side. I started to tie on a royal coachman for an indicator and a small prince nymph dropper off the back of the hook. As I was sitting working on my knots I heard a rustling in the brushes across the river. I turned to see what it was and saw a deer and her fawn emerging on the far bank. They seemed unfazed by my presence — I’m sure they have seen plenty of people — and proceeded down to the river to drink. Figuring that they would go elsewhere once they caught a good whiff of me (remember it’s day three folks…), I turned my attention back to the river and cast out the double rig. About halfway through the pool — a drift that seemed like it took five minutes — I heard splashing behind me. The deer were crossing the current and coming my way. I stopped watching my fly and watched them walk by, no more than 20 feet away at the tree line. As an aside, I overheard a lot of people that weekend complaining that the only wildlife they saw were squirrels and scrub jays — they just needed to get out of bed a little early, find a likely spot, and sit quietly for a while. The park isn’t a zoo, folks. Anyway. I decided that seeing the deer was a pretty cool thing and that I should be happy about that too. It was getting late and I needed to be heading back to camp to help out with breakfast. I rationalized that a couple more casts wouldn’t really make me that late, right? I could walk a little faster back to camp. I cast out once again, just in front of an overhanging branch. The coachman slowly drifted under the branch and then, suddenly, gone! Eyes to brain: MSG URGENT you’ve got a strike… I set the hook and started working on getting the fish in. A couple splashes and quick runs later I was unhooking a surprised 12" brown trout. I know that the standard joke is that big fish are big and small fish are "nice" or "pretty" or "jewels" but I never get over the brilliant markings on a brown trout. So colorful. That pretty much made the morning. I cut off the flies, put them back in my box, reeled up my line, and humped it back to camp double-time — just in time for a fresh batch of pancakes off the griddle. My brother-in-law and father-in-law (who had both declined to go with me that morning) did not believe me about my catch, but my wife saw the look in my eye and knew that I had indeed been successful in my hunt. I ended up getting back to this spot later in the afternoon, ready to go at it again, but by then the river was full of kids throwing rocks and splashing around. The moment to fish that spot had passed — we were leaving the next morning. I know that a more accomplished angler may have pulled five or six fish out of that pool in the two-plus hours that I worked it, but that one fish was like a reward, payoff for patience and sticking at it. Thanks for reading, BW Brad Williams father of twins — fly fisher — teller of long stories * Sent from RemarQ http://www.remarq.com The Internet’s Discussion Network * The fastest and easiest way to search and participate in Usenet – Free!
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Brad, Nice story.. I believe you! :) Made me want to fish!! -Mark If you’d be so kind as to indulge me in a little fish story…
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If you’d be so kind as to indulge me in a little fish story…
Nice story, glad you got a fish. TL MC
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Nice story Brad. The smooth water in the meadows is fun to fish, but the fish are easier to catch if you go upstream to where the white water is. The fish are wild since they quit stocking hatchery trout in the park. Ernie Harrison Have you tried a Blood Knot Machine? http://home.pacbell.net/ernie2
If you’d be so kind as to indulge me in a little fish story…
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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Hi Everyone: I am going to revive the olde SFFC Short Fat Flyfishers Club that Dennis Bitten came up with but is now disbanded. The new name that 14 of us has chosen is "Short Fat Cigar Smokin Flyfishers Club." The rules are going to change a bit as I and others feel that a club of this type can make an impact on the market and we would truly like to make it a viable club. The market is for extended sized sport clothes, waders, gloves and various other equipment (Ever try to get a size 50" waist from Orvis in anything). Keep your Loops Tight, Flys Dry and for Pete’s sake keep your wader fly closed! Mike
Hi Mike, I’m glad to see you get this club going again. You wouldn’t consider a tall, skinny old duffers who falls in the water a lot as a candidate for membership? Just kidding, Good luck. — Tight Lines Al Beatty BT’s Fly Fishing Products Bozeman, MT (97 materials catalog) http://www.flyshop.com/Expo/Specialty/BTsPdcts/index.html
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Do the adjectives "short" and "fat" modify "cigar," or "flyfishers"? vince norris
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Al, Until your post, I was wondering what was supposed to be "short and fat" — the cigar or the flyfisher. DaveB
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Missed the beginning of this thread. Where do I go to sign up? Bob
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Hi: Well it could be both or either I guess. The intent is for us anglers that are short and fat in stature to gain recognition in the fly fishing market. The Cigar Smoking is just an added pleasure for those of us who partake in it. MMT
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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Hi Everyone: I am going to revive the olde SFFC Short Fat Flyfishers Club that Dennis Bitten came up with but is now disbanded. The new name that 14 of us has chosen is "Short Fat Cigar Smokin Flyfishers Club." The rules are going to change a bit as I and others feel that a club of this type can make an impact on the market and we would truly like to make it a viable club. The market is for extended sized sport clothes, waders, gloves and various other equipment (Ever try to get a size 50" waist from Orvis in anything). Keep your Loops Tight, Flys Dry and for Pete’s sake keep your wader fly closed! Mike Hi Mike, I’m glad to see you get this club going again. You wouldn’t consider a tall, skinny old duffers who falls in the water a lot as a candidate for membership? Just kidding, Good luck. — Tight Lines Al Beatty BT’s Fly Fishing Products Bozeman, MT (97 materials catalog) http://www.flyshop.com/Expo/Specialty/BTsPdcts/index.html
Your club is greta, though I’ll skip the cigars. It is frustrating to try to find waders for someone 5′6" and 240 lbs. However, you might considerthe fact that we are the final result of millions of years of evolution and that so-called "thin"people are merely, unlike us, "famine resistance challenged"! Bill
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Not trying to be a smart a**, but try finding waders for 6′-6" 170# size 10 foot. Most mfgs think that if you are 6-6, you should be 320 or so! One of these days I’ll find something in my size Steve Stillabower Indianapolis, IN
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Hi Everyone: I am going to revive the olde SFFC Short Fat Flyfishers Club that Dennis Bitten came up with but is now disbanded. The new name that 14 of us has chosen is "Short Fat Cigar Smokin Flyfishers Club." The rules are going to change a bit as I and others feel that a club of this type can make an impact on the market and we would truly like to make it a viable club. The market is for extended sized sport clothes, waders, gloves and various other equipment (Ever try to get a size 50" waist from Orvis in anything). We have made contacts with various manufacturers that are willing to make extended sized clothing and equipment available to all us guys and GALS who have a short stature and look like a sparkplug. We even have a deal for preferred seating on two airlines so we and other passengers can feel more comfort on the flights. small, the advantages are great and heck lets get some recognition in this ever expanding market. Keep your Loops Tight, Flys Dry and for Pete’s sake keep your wader fly closed! Mike
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Humor is the Best Antidote A recent opinion/commentary by Salem, Oregon newspaper reporter Henry Miller tersely contended among other things, that fly angling and spinfishing with casting bubble and a fly, are one and the same. Inspired by Miller’s profound ignorance of flyfishing and it’s centuries-old heritage, I hearby present The Henry Miller, a new genre of fly angling humor: "Henry Miller is so dumb…" …he thinks fly dressing is made by Kraft and sold at Waremart. …he thinks a streamer is someone who fishes…what else? Streams. …he thinks a roll cast is tossing bread to the ducks on Mill Creek. …he thinks Korkers are steelhead baits. …he thinks a double haul is two truck loads of top soil. …he thinks a dry fly is a no-drinks America West flight. …he thinks Mustad 9672 is a television program. …he thinks stripping line is a single’s bar come-on. …he thinks a riffle is a 30.06. …he thinks pocket water is a very small canteen. …he thinks herl means projectile regurgitation. …he thinks Sage is a kitchen spice. …he thinks a Royal Coachman is Prince Charles’ chauffeur. …he thinks fly casting refers to actor Jeff Goldblum. …he thinks a blood knot is a marriage of cousins. …he thinks 4X refers to a brand of condom. …he thinks dubbing is a lip sink. …he thinks The Big Horn is taking "cuts" in a movie line. …he thinks a fly rod is an insect’s reproductive appendage. …he thinks rod wraps are corporal punishment. …he thinks Orvis refers to a mouth, nose, or ear. …he thinks mending a line means equivocation. …he thinks a graphite rod is a pencil. …he thinks Haig-Brown is a fly pattern. …he thinks catch and release is a sin. …he thinks fish wrapper doesn’t refer to his column. Send your Henry Millers to: Jon Hazen – List Keeper Jon Hazen
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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Humor is the Best Antidote A recent opinion/commentary by Salem, Oregon newspaper reporter Henry Miller tersely contended among other things, that fly angling and spinfishing with casting bubble and a fly, are one and the same. Inspired by Miller’s profound ignorance of flyfishing and it’s centuries-old heritage, I hearby present The Henry Miller, a new genre of fly angling humor: "Henry Miller is so dumb…" …he thinks fly dressing is made by Kraft and sold at Waremart. …he thinks a streamer is someone who fishes…what else? Streams. …he thinks a roll cast is tossing bread to the ducks on Mill Creek. …he thinks Korkers are steelhead baits. …he thinks a double haul is two truck loads of top soil. …he thinks a dry fly is a no-drinks America West flight. …he thinks Mustad 9672 is a television program. …he thinks stripping line is a single’s bar come-on. …he thinks a riffle is a 30.06. …he thinks pocket water is a very small canteen. …he thinks herl means projectile regurgitation. …he thinks Sage is a kitchen spice. …he thinks a Royal Coachman is Prince Charles’ chauffeur. …he thinks fly casting refers to actor Jeff Goldblum. …he thinks a blood knot is a marriage of cousins. …he thinks 4X refers to a brand of condom. …he thinks dubbing is a lip sink. …he thinks The Big Horn is taking "cuts" in a movie line. …he thinks a fly rod is an insect’s reproductive appendage. …he thinks rod wraps are corporal punishment. …he thinks Orvis refers to a mouth, nose, or ear. …he thinks mending a line means equivocation. …he thinks a graphite rod is a pencil. …he thinks Haig-Brown is a fly pattern. …he thinks catch and release is a sin. …he thinks fish wrapper doesn’t refer to his column.
…he thinks steelhead is the ammo for a 30.06. …he thinks nymph is the synonym for nymphet. …he thinks A River Runs Through It is Chicago’s motto. …he thinks a leader is Bill or Newt (take your pick!). Musconet
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Humor is the Best Antidote A recent opinion/commentary by Salem, Oregon newspaper reporter Henry Miller tersely contended among other things, that fly angling and spinfishing with casting bubble and a fly, are one and the same.
BEING A RESIDENT OF OREGON, I THOUGHT I’D ADVISE YOU THAT MR. MILLER’S USE OF THE TERM FLY ANGLING IS CORRECT IN IT’S COMPARISON TO SPIN FISHING WITH A FLY AND BUBBLE. HERE ON THE NORTH UMPQUA WE HAVE 35 MILES OF FLY ANGLING ONLY WATER. AND YES, FISHING WITH A FLY AND BUBBLE AS WELL AS WITH CONVENTIONAL FLYFISHING TACKLE IS ALLOWED. IT IS "FLY ANGLING" NOT "FLYFISHING" PERHAPS YOUR HUMOR MIGHT BE REDIRECTED! – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Inspired by Miller’s profound ignorance of flyfishing and it’s centuries-old heritage, I hearby present The Henry Miller, a new genre of fly angling humor: "Henry Miller is so dumb…" …he thinks fly dressing is made by Kraft and sold at Waremart. …he thinks a streamer is someone who fishes…what else? Streams. …he thinks a roll cast is tossing bread to the ducks on Mill Creek. …he thinks Korkers are steelhead baits. …he thinks a double haul is two truck loads of top soil. …he thinks a dry fly is a no-drinks America West flight. …he thinks Mustad 9672 is a television program. …he thinks stripping line is a single’s bar come-on. …he thinks a riffle is a 30.06. …he thinks pocket water is a very small canteen. …he thinks herl means projectile regurgitation. …he thinks Sage is a kitchen spice. …he thinks a Royal Coachman is Prince Charles’ chauffeur. …he thinks fly casting refers to actor Jeff Goldblum. …he thinks a blood knot is a marriage of cousins. …he thinks 4X refers to a brand of condom. …he thinks dubbing is a lip sink. …he thinks The Big Horn is taking "cuts" in a movie line. …he thinks a fly rod is an insect’s reproductive appendage. …he thinks rod wraps are corporal punishment. …he thinks Orvis refers to a mouth, nose, or ear. …he thinks mending a line means equivocation. …he thinks a graphite rod is a pencil. …he thinks Haig-Brown is a fly pattern. …he thinks catch and release is a sin. …he thinks fish wrapper doesn’t refer to his column. Send your Henry Millers to: Jon Hazen – List Keeper Jon Hazen
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Humor is the Best Antidote A recent opinion/commentary by Salem, Oregon newspaper reporter Henry Miller tersely contended among other things, that fly angling and spinfishing with casting bubble and a fly, are one and the same.
Menard) spat: BEING A RESIDENT OF OREGON, I THOUGHT I’D ADVISE YOU THAT MR. MILLER’S USE OF THE TERM FLY ANGLING IS CORRECT IN IT’S COMPARISON TO SPIN FISHING WITH A FLY AND BUBBLE. HERE ON THE NORTH UMPQUA WE HAVE 35 MILES OF FLY ANGLING ONLY WATER. AND YES, FISHING WITH A FLY AND BUBBLE AS WELL AS WITH CONVENTIONAL FLYFISHING TACKLE IS ALLOWED. IT IS "FLY ANGLING" NOT "FLYFISHING" PERHAPS YOUR HUMOR MIGHT BE REDIRECTED!
Oh my god…a knitpicker…without a sense of humor or a lowercase keyboard. "Better get the gaff and the bat for this one." :) Inspired by Miller’s profound ignorance of flyfishing and it’s centuries-old heritage, I hearby present The Henry Miller, a new genre of fly angling humor: "Henry Miller is so dumb…" …he thinks The Big Horn is taking "cuts" in a movie long line. …he thinks fish wrapper doesn’t refer to his column.
Jon Hazen
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