Maybe I have to much respect and to much tolerance to launch an offensive hear but I do have to put up a little more D than the Seahawks had at the end of the game on Sunday.
I was raised by an Officer in the Airforce. If I felt I was 1/2 the man well maybe 3/4 the man he is I would be fairly proud of myself. He does have one big weekness, FISH. He loves fishin, catchin, cleanin, smokin, fryin, BBQin, cannin, vacume packin and sharing fish. He has no problem suporting inhancement programs, purist flyfishing clubs or anthing else thats good for the sport. He is one of the most thrifty Men I know and because he is it allows a few of his friends the ability to spend a few weeks a year up in AK with him. He has 3 boats, tons of gear a truck and a camper he leaves in AK year around but only spends 6 to 7 weeks a year in them. Did I mention it is his big weekness. He loves big Kings, Halibut, Razor clams and you guest it Sockeye (flosseye). He turned down fullbird Col. an assingment to the pentagone and maybe more for a WA and OR commercial troolling license and a new boat.(gave it up after about 6 years because the seasons were to short) Gettin the picture yet, the guy loves to fish. When I started my own business he harped and looked down his nose at me for not being better with my money and threatend he wouldn't be the one to bail me out. When I called and told him that I was tight on money and was selling my boat there was a check in the mail the same day.( After all he doesn't like towing boats across the state and yes technicly he now owns my boat)
We don't get to spend enough time with each other but we talk alot about it. We will be spending 10 days together on Kodiak next Aug. I fish alot and like all fishermen I catch more than most. I have fished the Snoho system maybe a dozen times for silvers and still havn't landed one. Lost one on a fatfish and one on a vibrex. Frankly the place frustrates the hell out of me and I am still out on the salt until there are very few fresh fish in the river.
If I was to to take my Dad out on Snohomish I would imagine we would go through evrything he could think of trying to get into the Silvers jumping all around us. Heck I might just do it to mess with his mind. Point is after trying everything he had at his disposal ( witch would put most sporting goods stores to shame) I wouldn't put it past him for one second to start throwing corkies and yarn on a long leeder.(if he was going to floss he wouldn't screw around with the little hooks on a wee dick night) I have all the confidence in the world he would figure out away to get a hook into a silvers mouth. If Ididn't know better places to fish where the fish are more likely to bite I would love to spend a day flossin the Snohomish with my Pa. While I was fishing with him I would probably keep a leagly hooked fish because for some reason it is that important to him. He is a product of the midwest and the 1930s. If I was with my other dick nite fishin buddies and a fish tried to rip the rod out of my hand while I was reeling in after a drift I would release it just so I could accuse them of being snaggers if they got one. After all there my Budies and they expect that kind of crap from me. Ya just don't know how the guy in the next boat is put together or why they do the things they do. If they're not a threat to anyone and I am not 100% sure they are breaking a law It is not my problem.
Queetsqueef I would be honnered to spend time fishing with you. I think we think alike.
Chumster I hunt Deer with a rifle because my closest friends have some increadable late Whitetail land with a big hunting cabin that has no electricity and is heated buy a wood burning stove. Its my favorit place to be with a foot of snow on the ground. Archery only for Elk. If you would like to hook up to fish or hunt let me know.

Grandpa
I may not always agree 100% with you but anyone that has done as much for what they care about let alone fishing gets a great deal of respect from me and I thank you. Look forward to meeting you tonight. Art


I did love taking my 4 year old Daughter and 7 year old son over to the Sky to floss and release some pinks with my flyrod last year. My 4 year old threw herself onto a passing buck humpy and succesfully restled it to shore.
It took me 5 minutes to convince her to let it go. It's in the blood.