Boy, not me...I love the front and I don't necessarily have to think of anything.
Call me simple minded, stupid or whatever. Ummmmm Hmmmmm, Yep their still workin' Ummmm Hmmmm. Bet there is a fish right 'bout here Ummmmmmmm Hmmmmmmm.
Yep, that there's a leaf. Ummmmm Hmmmmm.
( Guy from Slingblade )
The longer I sit up there the better my chances are that IT is going to happen, the longer it takes the sooner it will be. I can sit idley ALL day. Every twitch, pop and jiggle keeps me on the edge of my seat. I get excited if a plug fouls on itself! Yes... I get to mess with them. So, instead of burning out half way down the river towards the end of the day, the anticipation actually increases. How many fish have you got right before the takeout?
For me, it all comes from always doing the rowing. I may only get one or two afternoons a season up front and I'll make the most out of every second.
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In the legend of King Arthur, the Fisher King was a renowned angler whose errant ways caused him to be struck dumb in the presence of the sacred chalice. I am no great fisherman, and a steelhead is not the covenant of Christ, but with each of these fish I am rendered speechless.