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This reel seems to have left the market. Anyone have any info about what, where and how I could find another?

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This reel seems to have left the market. Anyone have any info about what, where and how I could find another?

Todd Vivian at Lamiglas is a good guy.  Drop him a line, he might know of someone who still has some in stock.  His email address is: Ian Scott http://www.about-flyfishing.com/

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Im looking for any ‘how to tie’ freshwater jigs sites. Any recomendations? Jay Wirth Renaissance Ink Member GPA

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The basic process is very similar to tying streamer flies. Do a search on "fly tying" and have at it. For ideas on patterns, etc. look at local fly fishing shops and copy some of their patterns, or try another search for pre-made jigs to give you some ideas. Hope this helps, John McCabe — How would you like to catch more fish? FREE tip sheet.

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I cannot find a serial number on this engine but need to know what the proper float setting is. It is a two cylinder engine with single carb. The carb has the plunger type choke set-up, maybe this will help identify it. Any help here will be greatly appreciated. Thanks

Fishing East Central Florida and Flyfishing Pages

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I cannot find a serial number on this engine but need to know what the proper float setting is. It is a two cylinder engine with single carb. The carb has the plunger type choke set-up, maybe this will help identify it. Any help here will be greatly appreciated. Thanks

Without seeing the carb design, my vague, general answer for float settings would be: Float height – Hold carb upside down and make the float parallel with the bowl mounting surface.   Float drop – Low… but not touching the bottom of the bowl.   If it’s some other odd-ball design, or if you are unsure of how to do it, a service manual would come in very handy.   Also remember, that if you do something wrong that causes a lean condition, a rebuilt powerhead costs a lot more than having a shop check the carb out. Mike Seiler

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Yep, I know, probably two words you don’t expect to see in the same sentence, but check this out: Last week, Walt Winter ended a piece of correspondence by wishing me tight lines and screaming reels.  I left the next day for three days on the Miramichi to fish for Atlantic Salmon.  Hooked and landed 4 the first day, biggest one was 15 lbs.  Next day, hooked 4 and landed 1. River was up and dirty from snowmelt the next day, so I didn’t fish.   That pretty much beats any whole salmon SEASON I’ve ever enjoyed, never mind a single weekend.  Talk about your tight lines and screaming reels: just about toasted my old Beaudex. I attribute this success 100% to Walt, so if you ever get email from him that ends with ‘tight lines and screaming reels’, drop everything and get the hell to the river.  Probably wouldn’t hurt to carry a paper copy of the email, either, as extra insurance. thanks walt brent

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Yep, I know, probably two words you don’t expect to see in the same sentence, but check this out: Last week, Walt Winter ended a piece of correspondence by wishing me tight lines and screaming reels.  I left the next day for three days on the Miramichi to fish for Atlantic Salmon.  Hooked and landed 4 the first day, biggest one was 15 lbs.  Next day, hooked 4 and landed 1. River was up and dirty from snowmelt the next day, so I didn’t fish. That pretty much beats any whole salmon SEASON I’ve ever enjoyed, never mind a single weekend.  Talk about your tight lines and screaming reels: just about toasted my old Beaudex. I attribute this success 100% to Walt, so if you ever get email from him that ends with ‘tight lines and screaming reels’, drop everything and get the hell to the river.  Probably wouldn’t hurt to carry a paper copy of the email, either, as extra insurance. thanks walt brent

anytime my friend. dang wayno, these distilled mountain phenacite brews work! waldo the soothsayer? —                 waldo’s palmistry and flyshop      P.O. Box 5112  Banner Elk, NC 28604     ezflyfish.com for your flyfishing gear:           http://www.ezflyfish.com

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waldo the soothsayer?

Careful there, Walt.  Next think you know you’ll start playing with snakes, and…well, just remember what happened to Cassandra… — Bob Jarvis Mail address hacked to foil spammers!

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waldo the soothsayer? Careful there, Walt.  Next think you know you’ll start playing with snakes, and…well, just remember what happened to Cassandra… — Bob Jarvis Mail address hacked to foil spammers!

        bob, in watauga county, nc, playing with snakes is a prerequisite to graduation from high school.   don’t you fret about ol waldo and them timber rattlers. wayno – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text –

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I plan to be in Carlsbad, NM, the first part of October, 1998.  Does anyone know of any fly fishing places in that area? Thanks Al Carlton

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Not for any cold water species !  That IS the desert southwest .

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taxes, sex & flyfishing As is usual this time of year, today I had sex with  Uncle Sam….he screwed me good this time. At least it will be another year before I get reamed again. I didn’t even enjoy the post-coitus cigarette. What I did enjoy was going to a neat little back country stone-creek that is chock full of wild fish and I won’t divulge the name of it. Let’s just say it’s nowhere near North Carolina nor Key West. I’ve been meaning to fish this stretch for years and finally made it today. I parked at an easy access point and started working upstream about 4 pm and picked up a couple of small wild browns and rainbows on a size 16 ehc and than landed a nice ‘bow who ripped the elk hair off the fly.  In a lackadaisical mood, I left the wingless "caddis" tied on and fished it just as a full-shanked hackled fly. I couldn’t believe it as I continued to catch fish on this half-dressed fly. So far, I had been working upstream through a series of riffles and pockets and an occasional small pool. As I came around a bend, a big beautiful pool greeted me with a nice waterfall at the head. Ahhhh, the promised land. I finally changed flies to another full-bodied ehc. I surveyed my surroundings and determined that if I was going to get my fly to where that big moving shadow was, it was going to take one hell of a soft roll cast. Unbelievably,  I succeeded with my effort and was rewarded with a solid 14 inch wild rainbow that ripped back and forth through the pool. Usually, when that happens all the other fish inhabiting a pool go a hiding. Not this pool. I actually took three more smaller fish before they wised up to my presence. I shortly debated with myself  to call it a day versus climbing up and around the falls. I climbed. A little while later with no broken bones, I stepped back into the creek. A hatch of Hendricksons (kinda early in the season I thought, but it has been warm as of late) greeted me and I switched flies quickly to match them. I was continually rewarded with fish as I moved through a gorge section of the creek. Up ahead, I heard what sounded like thunder and as a I came out of the gorge I was taken aback in complete awe. A vertical waterfall at least 100 feet high emptied into this big deep pool. Spray from the fall was reaching me at least a 100 feet away. Pretty damn awesome. I changed flies to a size 12 march brown and approached the pool slowly and began casting the fly into the exits with no luck. I picked up a rainbow from the center and as I was bringing him in something big attacked him. Time to change flies I say…. I put on a big screaming yellow/black wooly-bugger and double-hauled it across the pool and started stripping it back in like there was no tomorrow. Cast and retrieve. I casted and retrieved countless times with no luck. I changed flies to a wally-melon (an aborted wooly-bugger to the inanely curious) and had a resounding strike on the first cast. Big fish, a real big fish. About five minutes later as I released the two-foot or so brownie, I lit another cigarette that was far more satisfying. –walt   4-14-98

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— LET YOUR HOOK BE ALWAYS CAST; IN THE POOL WHERE YOU LEAST EXPECT IT, THERE WILL BE A FISH.                                           -OVID- – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – taxes, sex & flyfishing As is usual this time of year, today I had sex with  Uncle Sam….he screwed me good this time. At least it will be another year before I get reamed again. I didn’t even enjoy the post-coitus cigarette. What I did enjoy was going to a neat little back country stone-creek that is chock full of wild fish and I won’t divulge the name of it. Let’s just say it’s nowhere near North Carolina nor Key West. I’ve been meaning to fish this stretch for years and finally made it today. I parked at an easy access point and started working upstream about 4 pm and picked up a couple of small wild browns and rainbows on a size 16 ehc and than landed a nice ‘bow who ripped the elk hair off the fly.  In a lackadaisical mood, I left the wingless "caddis" tied on and fished it just as a full-shanked hackled fly. I couldn’t believe it as I continued to catch fish on this half-dressed fly. So far, I had been working upstream through a series of riffles and pockets and an occasional small pool. As I came around a bend, a big beautiful pool greeted me with a nice waterfall at the head. Ahhhh, the promised land. I finally changed flies to another full-bodied ehc. I surveyed my surroundings and determined that if I was going to get my fly to where that big moving shadow was, it was going to take one hell of a soft roll cast. Unbelievably,  I succeeded with my effort and was rewarded with a solid 14 inch wild rainbow that ripped back and forth through the pool. Usually, when that happens all the other fish inhabiting a pool go a hiding. Not this pool. I actually took three more smaller fish before they wised up to my presence. I shortly debated with myself  to call it a day versus climbing up and around the falls. I climbed. A little while later with no broken bones, I stepped back into the creek. A hatch of Hendricksons (kinda early in the season I thought, but it has been warm as of late) greeted me and I switched flies quickly to match them. I was continually rewarded with fish as I moved through a gorge section of the creek. Up ahead, I heard what sounded like thunder and as a I came out of the gorge I was taken aback in complete awe. A vertical waterfall at least 100 feet high emptied into this big deep pool. Spray from the fall was reaching me at least a 100 feet away. Pretty damn awesome. I changed flies to a size 12 march brown and approached the pool slowly and began casting the fly into the exits with no luck. I picked up a rainbow from the center and as I was bringing him in something big attacked him. Time to change flies I say…. I put on a big screaming yellow/black wooly-bugger and double-hauled it across the pool and started stripping it back in like there was no tomorrow. Cast and retrieve. I casted and retrieved countless times with no luck. I changed flies to a wally-melon (an aborted wooly-bugger to the inanely curious) and had a resounding strike on the first cast. Big fish, a real big fish. About five minutes later as I released the two-foot or so brownie, I lit another cigarette that was far more satisfying. –walt   4-14-98

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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -taxes, sex & flyfishing As is usual this time of year, today I had sex with  Uncle Sam….he screwed me good this time. At least it will be another year before I get reamed again. I didn’t even enjoy the post-coitus cigarette. What I did enjoy was going to a neat little back country stone-creek that is chock full of wild fish and I won’t divulge the name of it. Let’s just say it’s nowhere near North Carolina nor Key West. I’ve been meaning to fish this stretch for years and finally made it today. I parked at an easy access point and started working upstream about 4 pm and picked up a couple of small wild browns and rainbows on a size 16 ehc and than landed a nice ‘bow who ripped the elk hair off the fly.  In a lackadaisical mood, I left the wingless "caddis" tied on and fished it just as a full-shanked hackled fly. I couldn’t believe it as I continued to catch fish on this half-dressed fly. So far, I had been working upstream through a series of riffles and pockets and an occasional small pool. As I came around a bend, a big beautiful pool greeted me with a nice waterfall at the head. Ahhhh, the promised land. I finally changed flies to another full-bodied ehc. I surveyed my surroundings and determined that if I was going to get my fly to where that big moving shadow was, it was going to take one hell of a soft roll cast. Unbelievably,  I succeeded with my effort and was rewarded with a solid 14 inch wild rainbow that ripped back and forth through the pool. Usually, when that happens all the other fish inhabiting a pool go a hiding. Not this pool. I actually took three more smaller fish before they wised up to my presence. I shortly debated with myself  to call it a day versus climbing up and around the falls. I climbed. A little while later with no broken bones, I stepped back into the creek. A hatch of Hendricksons (kinda early in the season I thought, but it has been warm as of late) greeted me and I switched flies quickly to match them. I was continually rewarded with fish as I moved through a gorge section of the creek. Up ahead, I heard what sounded like thunder and as a I came out of the gorge I was taken aback in complete awe. A vertical waterfall at least 100 feet high emptied into this big deep pool. Spray from the fall was reaching me at least a 100 feet away. Pretty damn awesome. I changed flies to a size 12 march brown and approached the pool slowly and began casting the fly into the exits with no luck. I picked up a rainbow from the center and as I was bringing him in something big attacked him. Time to change flies I say…. I put on a big screaming yellow/black wooly-bugger and double-hauled it across the pool and started stripping it back in like there was no tomorrow. Cast and retrieve. I casted and retrieved countless times with no luck. I changed flies to a wally-melon (an aborted wooly-bugger to the inanely curious) and had a resounding strike on the first cast. Big fish, a real big fish. About five minutes later as I released the two-foot or so brownie, I lit another cigarette that was far more satisfying. –walt   4-14-98

walt, wake up…… WAKE UP WALT!!

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I’d go looking for a catalog from a man called Lew Codella…I think it’s in Boston, MA? A friend of mine swears by him. Try looking in a back of a magazine for the address. Also there’s a zillion bamboo guys with web sites try doing a little web surfing and maybe you’ll find a few phone numbers or e-mail addresses. — Enter the WWW fly tying contest by visiting my web site:http://www.commonlink.com/~Midwestflytying

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Dear fellow fishing enthusaists: I have the opportunity to buy an antique Orvis fishing rod and reel at a local fly-fishing shop and was wondering if the asking price is approximate to its true value.  The rod is an ORVIS IMPREGNATED BAMBOO ROD- SUPERLIGHT SPIN.  The serial # is 65072, length is 6′0", and it’s two-piece design.  It is in mint condition and comes with the orginal container.  The reel is an ORVIS 50A SPINNING REEL.  The owner wants $250 for it.  Is this fair?  Your comments will be very appreciated. Thank you, Peter Byron   Albany, NY

Peter: I believe this is a fair deal, slightly below market value, where market value is what the main dealers in this stuff charge.  I’d say the reel alone has a market value of $50-75 and the rod $250-300, especially if it’s truly mint.  Remember, though, that market value is what the dealers get. If you tried to sell it, you might not get that much, although tne Net has opened this up a bit.  Hope this helps. –Rich

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Dear fellow fishing enthusaists: I have the opportunity to buy an antique Orvis fishing rod and reel at a local fly-fishing shop and was wondering if the asking price is approximate to its true value.  The rod is an ORVIS IMPREGNATED BAMBOO ROD- SUPERLIGHT SPIN.  The serial # is 65072, length is 6′0", and it’s two-piece design.  It is in mint condition and comes with the orginal container.  The reel is an ORVIS 50A SPINNING REEL.  The owner wants $250 for it.  Is this fair?  Your comments will be very appreciated. Thank you, Peter Byron   Albany, NY

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To whom it may concern:     I want to fish the Genesee River in Rochester, NY but was told I need to get slinkys otherwise conventional split shot will forever hangup.  Can anyone provide me with some solid information on what I need to make these.

     The "formula" for slinkies is something like the following (sometimes I make them; sometimes I buy them – I’m an amature at this):      You start with hollow nylon cord.  Strong cord is called parachute cord, but you can also find this in any hardware/Kmart/etc. as drapery cord.  I also got some from the camping section.  It is a woven nylon cord with another nylon string/cord inside.  You start by cutting it somewhere and extracting the inside cord, leaving a hollow core.      You need a small butane lihgter for the next steps.  the cord is cut into small lengths, ranging from 2 to 4" in length.  Take the butane lighter, heat one end of a strip to the melting point and close it.  You can use a piece of paper or cardboard to do this and prevent small burns and nylon sticking to your fingers.      Then you fill the tube with split shot, using size 6’s or 8’s.  The little tubes will take about 4, and the big tubes will take up to 8 or so.  In this manner, you will be able to adjust the weight you use, depending on the current where you are fishing.      The next step, of course, is to close the tube.  You push the spli shots down close to each other, against the closed end, and then you heat the other end.  Repeat the process for closing it up.      You can buy equipment and lay it all out (cut pieces, split shot, lighter, etc.), and make slinkies on a "production" basis – just like tying up 2 dozen flies of the same kind.      I suppose the next question will be how to attach them to your leader?

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writes:     You can buy equipment and lay it all out (cut pieces, split shot, lighter, etc.), and make slinkies on a "production" basis – just like tying up 2 dozen flies of the same kind.     I suppose the next question will be how to attach them to your

leader? I find it interesting what people will do just to say they are flyfishing.  There is a  perfect rig for this outfit, it is called spinning. Ernie Harrison

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To whom it may concern:     I want to fish the Genesee River in Rochester, NY but was told I need to get slinkys otherwise conventional split shot will forever hangup.  Can anyone provide me with some solid information on what I need to make these.

If you’re not losing hooks and lead on the bottom, you are not trying hard enough. A simple way to go deep is to double a short length of nylon over your leader (with one shot to hold it in place) and add as many shots as you need to get the depth.  When they hang, with luck they will slide off the end and you’ll get most of your terminal tackle back. — |  Donald Phillipson, 4180 Boundary Road, Carlsbad Springs,  | |        Ontario, Canada, K0A 1K0, tel. 613 822 0734         |

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To whom it may concern:     I want to fish the Genesee River in Rochester, NY but was told I need to get slinkys otherwise conventional split shot will forever hangup.  Can anyone provide me with some solid information on what I need to make these.    I was told parachute cord and buckshot.  I bought both and neither fit. Pls be as detailed as possible and it would be a big help if you could in- dicat where one could get some of the materials.

  Unless you’re into S&M, slinkys and flycasting don’t mix.     A better bet is to make small "mini heads" out of lead core trolling line. Cut the leadcore into several six and twelve inch segments. Whip a loop onto each end of these segments. You can now loop these to the end of your leader in any combination you please. To make an thirty inch head loop two twelve’s and six incher together and so on. Tie the tippet directly to the terminal loop of your head.    The result is a relatively easy mess to cast that will get you *down* and doesn’t tend to hang up. Excellent system when fishing surf on rocky coast lines where every cast gets wrapped in crud.    Tight lines and open loops, Ralph

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You can buy "Quick Kits" that include the cord, pre-stuffed with shot. Contact: Scott Eno, P.O. Box 373, N. Syracuse, NY 13212.  In some tackle shops, his one ounce kit sells for $6.95.  If you should decide to buy the shot and cord separately, I urge you NOT to cut the cord to length before stuffing the shot into them.  Do what Scott Eno has done: stuff the entire cord with shot (one end sealed with a lighter/candle) then just cut and singe to the size you desire.  Cutting the cord first leads to wasted cord as it readily unravels when you stuff the shot in.

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To whom it may concern:     I want to fish the Genesee River in Rochester, NY but was told I need to get slinkys otherwise conventional split shot will forever hangup.  Can anyone provide me with some solid information on what I need to make these.    I was told parachute cord and buckshot.  I bought both and neither fit. Pls be as detailed as possible and it would be a big help if you could in- dicat where one could get some of the materials. Thanks, Bob Lyons

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Bob, in CA we take green paracute cord and singe the end with a match. Then stuff with BBs or other shot to desired weight and singe the remaining end.    Clip this onto a snap swivel to place on your line ahead of the lure or bait.  I never heard of this for fly fishing but it is popular with bait fisherman in salmon and steelhead water. To whom it may concern:     I want to fish the Genesee River in Rochester, NY but was told I need to get slinkys otherwise conventional split shot will forever hangup.  Can anyone provide me with some solid information on what I need to make these.    I was told parachute cord and buckshot.  I bought both and neither fit. Pls be as detailed as possible and it would be a big help if you could in- dicat where one could get some of the materials. Thanks, Bob Lyons

– Tim Ackerman "Everyone Lives Downstream"

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I suppose it is a question of numbers.  I like solitude when I fish — yes, I do more walking now then I use to.  A few years ago before kayaking and rafting was all the rage, a kayaker or two floating by now and then was no big deal. Now, however, I’ve simply given up on water frequented by this crew; it is a steady, continuous stream of sometimes polite, but often not, kayakers and crowded rafts, at least in daylight hours.   It has become their river, not mine or that of most fisherman I know.  And, it would seem, some kayakers and rafters prefer solitude also and so I find them increasingly in places they never were before — even tubbers in relatively quiet waters! I would favor seasons on such waters.  One for fishing, one for rafting.  In the latter case, I would surrender the river during high run-off times, and restrict it to fishing, swimming, picnics, etc. during the rest of the year (now, there is no rest of the year, at least during warmer weather).  When this first got going, it was high, white water that attracted rafters and kayakers.  Now it seems to be almost anytime. The commercial folks would probably have a fit though, and probably the resort owners catering to fishermen as well.   idle thoughts, Richard Wildman

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A world away from the rafts, kayaks, tubes and outfitters… Started my fishing season after work yesterday, hitting the beach down the street to see if the first run of stripers had reached Maine yet. Usually this happens about May 15th, but the winter was mild, the sun was shining and the tide was right. Packed the family lab into the Jeep pickup and brought the light rod, the 8 weight….Powell (Yeah, you thought I was going to say Orvis weren’t you…). No cars at the beach, might as well let the beast run. Little tide so the rip wasn’t too intense as I waded out into the surf. I expected Cassidy to dive in after my fly since I usually leave her in the truck when I fish, but somehow she knew not to. Swam a bit, then went about the business of terrorizing the local bird population. Chartreuse clouser drew no interest nor did the surf candy. If these two don’t do it there ain’t no fish there yet, but I continued casting, enjoying the feel of the waves on my chest. Decided to do a test on a big bulky pattern I tied to imitate bunker. Looks good dry, but I wanted to see how it cast & tracked. It’s really a 2/0 white deceiver, which is then sheathed in Enrico’s sea fiber (lavender) with 2 strips of flashabou on each side, big eyes and an epoxy head and herl on top. About 8" long. I was concerned that the sea fiber would absorb water and cast like a wet towel, but was real glad to find otherwise. I think this will be a good material for building cow flies, check it out. Anyways after 2 hours I knew the run hadn’t started yet, called in the dog and decided to walk up the Mousam River. Once the run starts this place will be elbow to elbow with fishermen, and I will retreat to the treacherous crags and cliffs where every fish is a surprise, returning here only when the weather is bad enough to keep sane people at home. But tonight the beach is ours and as we sit watching the reflection of the sunset in a tidal pool, listening to the cadence of the surf I think of the t-shirt that says ‘Maine: The Way Life Should Be’ and I think "Yup, it sure is."                               john cloyd

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: …Now, however, I’ve simply given up on water frequented : by this crew; it is a steady, continuous stream of sometimes : polite, but often not, kayakers and crowded rafts, at : least in daylight hours.   : I would favor seasons on such waters.  One for fishing, : one for rafting.  In the latter case, I would surrender : the river during high run-off times, and restrict it to : fishing, swimming, picnics, etc. during the rest of the year : (now, there is no rest of the year, at least during warmer : weather).   : …The commercial folks would probably have a fit though, : and probably the resort owners catering to fishermen as well.   They are.  This argument is currently in full dress in Hells Canyon on the Snake River in Central Idaho.  In this case it is jet boaters vs. the kayakers and rafters.  No road access, so very little fishing pressure.   The kayakers and rafters are pushing hard, and winning, for a short season for power boaters.  The commercial oufits are screaming loudly.  I wonder how the kayakers and rafters would view your plan?  Everywhere is becoming too crowded, except for a few places I won’t talk about here or in books.  I wish everyone would follow that advice. Rick — T. Rick Fletcher   –   http://www.chem.uidaho.edu/~fletcher/ Assistant professor of chemistry  |  That’s Idaho, not Iowa.    |  These University of Idaho               |  Upper Left Hand Corner.    |  opinions Moscow, ID 83844-2343             |  No, I don’t grow potatoes. |  are mine.  

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        Why don’t we start another subnet for flyfishing, and then break down each major cat. so that we can become organized in our net. Something to think about, it’s helped other news groups out alot! GN

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   Why don’t we start another subnet for flyfishing, and then break down each major cat. so that we can become organized in our net. Something to think about, it’s helped other news groups out alot!

The traffic level isn’t high enough to justify creating subgroups.  The flyfishing discussions seem to be coexisting quite well with all the other discussions.   — John Fereira

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