Most Embarrassing moment with a Speyrod

[SPEYBUM]

This board is getting way to Serious.
What is you most embarrassing with a Speyrod?
I have had many but two over that last few months are rather hilarious.

The first one was while test working with at student to line his new XYZ 13 ft. Speyrod.
I had not cast this model before and was quite interested in trying one.
The student had gotten the rod for gift from his girlfriend and was quite proud of it.
We started working up line and notice the student struggling to get the lower hand to deliver power.
So give it a try and the first cast felt like the rod had a butt was regressed beyond recognition.
The second cast if felt the heart go into my mouth as the bottom grip sheared off at the lower end of the reel seat.
Needless to say is was flaw from the factory and not my powerful lower hand.

The second came just a few weeks ago.
A Client came out to have a cast with new line combination for one of his favorite rods.
I watch him cast noted at the long distance he was getting.
I opted to try and started at the same amount of line out that he had finished with.
Working with my way though the running line and each cast ending quite strong I kept going.
I stripped the last running line off the reel and lay the backing knot on the water.
I set up for long cast and took it, it was a shoot made in heaven everything was right.

Running line zinged out of the water and the backing knot caught guide and way went the entire line.
The bitter end was way out of reach I stood there with my mouth open as the line went down stream.

Luckily a gear guy snagged the whole thing for use and a couple of nail knot later we were in business.

We all have our day but if you take it with a sense of humor it will be okay

:cool:

[Big Tuna]

Every moment w/ a spey rod is pretty embarrassing for me:) but one fishing trip stands out. I was fishing the granary drift on the Snake w/ my dad and two of my brothers. I led the way through the drift. After a half hour or so, I look back up the river and see my dad and younger brother gathered around my older brother looking at his head. I walked up there just in time to see my dad pull out the hemostats and pull a rather large fly out of my brother's ear. About an hour later I had started back at the top of the run. After making a couple of casts I feel this whack in the back of my head. I reached back there and felt what I thought was the ear piece from my glasses. After taking off my glasses, I discovered that "ear piece" was actually the outline of a hook that was stuck in the back of my head. Dad had to get the hemostats out again. When the night was over, my brother and I were all that got "stuck" on the granary drift. Left bank is a bummer if you're right-handed and a gaper.

[Red Shed]

Sticking the hook in my jacket between my shoulder blades and wrapping the line around my head and shoulders while trying to do a snake roll.

[Panhandle]

where do I start.:eek:

[Hal Eckert]

Trying to land my first few steelhead hooked on a spey rod by myself not having a clue how to do it, glad there was no one else around as I lost all of them, also due to the river conditions high water and no bars for beaching etc with all of the high banks and overhanging brush/trees.

:o :o

BG

[fredaevans]

Few years back, fishing (spring kings) at MacGregor park on the upper Rogue. Using (one of the few times) a 15' 10/11 rod with feather bricks. Stripped off line, couple of fauls casts to get the head out in the water ... strip off some more running line.

Big circle cast topped off with a Perry Poke ..... line shot out like a cannon ball ... and the fly whacks a guy on the other side of the river in the chest! "Jeeessssuuusss C ....! You really can cast that thing a long way!"

Second one was in the same general area, but in the summer. Not paying enough attention and hooked a lady floating by on a rental raft. (The raft, thank God, not the lady.)

[fredaevans]

Sticking the hook in my jacket between my shoulder blades and wrapping the line around my head and shoulders while trying to do a snake roll.

Hell :confused: I can do that any day with a down stream wind and 'river left.'

[Dan Page]

There have been many, but one sticks out last summer.
Caught my hat on the forward cast. It went flying out 25 feet or so into the river--at 90 degrees from me and did not stay on the hook. Being one of my favorite hats I start casting as fast as I can to try and rehook it. As it was getting below me a ways I cast downstream slightly below the hat and then jerked staright up as it drifted over the line. By some wild chance I hooked it and reeled it in. I then looked up and down the river to see if there was anyone around. Thank God no one was there!

[Will Atlas]

just yesterday I was finishing up fishing a nice little pocket and I pulled the rod tip up to grab my fly and put the hook on the reel. Needless to say, I underestimated the power of my pull and the line ended up wrapped twice around my neck and once around my hood. I tried to make it look smooth as a gear fisherman a ways down was watching, but it only made it worse. it took a full 5 minutes to untangle. When I went down to talk to him he said, "I saw your embarrassing moment back there by the way."

[Steelie Mike]

Last February, Halcyon and I floated the East Fork of the Lewis River. It is a sunny, but cold winter day. By early afternoon we park the boat on a long run with structure and a fairly deep tailout that looked like it should hold a fish or two. After Halcyon works through the run I start swinging a big purple intruder. By this time Halcyon it taking a breather and from my recollection eating lunch. At the end of the drift I hooked into a nice fish that starts rolling. She then takes a screaming run into the fast water on the opposite side of the stream then turns downstream into the current. By this time I was into my backing until my reel stops and my backing is birds nest. Shit I think to myself and start running downstream trying to keep the fish on. Well I was able to keep my footing for a while in the deep tailout, but then I got caught up in the current. Before lone I was on my back and then up and then on my back and then up and then on my face and then up again. I went several hundred feet down the stream.

The only thing I could think of was I hope the fish is still on. I am sure Halycon was thinking oh shit, he is going to die. With luck the deep run eventually shallowed out and I was able to get onto the bank. By the time I got on solid ground my waders were full of water and there was a gear fisherman on the other bank laughing at me. Meanwhile Halycon is doing his best to make it down to me from the bank. Waders full of water and tired and cold as could be I lifted my rod tip only to find the fish was still on. A minute later I found my intruder in the upper lip of a beautiful chrome hen. I got lucky more ways than one. And I can indeed laugh about it now. I must have looked like a float bobbing up and down in the current.

[Davy]

Are you kidding Aaron? Like Big Tuna- leaving the house with a two hander is embarrassing for me from the get go

[James Mello]

I thought I had the minerals to do some casting at dusk, and decided to keep fishing, even though I couldn't see my anchor. I loaded the rod into what I though was a smooooootth D loop and threw the forward cast. I ended up having the fly actually anchored just behind me... Fly went forward, caught my waders in the ass end and proceeded to rip a 3" gash into my Patagoochies... It was a cold wet wade back to the car :(

[Will Atlas]

owee. damn steelie, brad pit esque fish fighting experience. I saw those pictures, thats pretty savage.
Will

[Jason B]

My most embarassing moment is every time I fish the Lyman Riffle. All the "old boys" glaring is always uncomfortable, not so much embarassing but oh well....Gotten easier for us fly chuckers in the last few years. Ten years ago you could feel the burn from their eyes.

[gbeeman]

Two years ago I was fishing on the Grande Ronde. My buddy and I had taken off our waders and were taking down our rods when I asked him about my spey casting. I was getting out well enough but I was throwing a very open loop. I figured there was something screwed up with my backcast but I couldn’t diagnose it while I was doing it.

With my waders stowed and my reel put away I was going through the motions of a snap T cast with just my rod. I knew enough to back way from my buddy’s Expedition and was about 20’ off to the side of it working through the cast. I did the preliminary moves and then executed the forward cast with a very strong stop. I immediately felt something go wrong with the rod and then heard the tip impact the Expedition! I was dumbfounded. I thought that maybe the tip had just come off but I wasn’t that lucky. I found the first piece next to the car. The tip section had broken about two inches above the ferrule. I walked around the car and found the majority of the tip section there. However, these two pieces didn’t fit together. It turns out the third piece was on top of the car. My buddy started to laugh and said I better not have hurt his car. I wasn’t amused and told him I really didn’t care about his car I was more worried about my rod. He thought I had hit the tip on the car. I thought it had just snapped from over flexing and that perhaps I had nicked it with a fly at some point in time.

Upon reflection I pretty sure this is what happened. As you spey cast one of the things you need to check for every so often is the tightness of your ferrules. I was pretty good at checking the first two but I hadn’t paid that much attention to the tip section. I had checked it once or twice and it didn’t seem to be loose. Now I’m sure it was. As I made that last forward cast the tip flew off and crashed into the Expedition with the aforementioned results. I felt pretty dumb, but at least we were done fishing. Sage has an excellent warranty and they fixed it and sent it back to me.

[Uncle Jimmy]

I managed to hit myself square on the bridge of the nose with a large articulated tungsten cone head, I stayed on my feet but it knocked me back two or three steps, it actualy bled and swelled up a little, I was so embarased I told eveyone my girlfriend hit me.

[Will Atlas]

ahh nothing like domestic violence as an excuse for bad casting...;)

[salty spey]

ahh nothing like domestic violence as an excuse for bad casting...;)

And I always thought it would be the other way around!!! :confused:

[James Mello]

And I always thought it would be the other way around!!! :confused:

Wendi usually beats me behind the knees... It's a lot harder to find that way! :(

[John Hicks]

Working my way down a sweet run on the Salmon River in New York. I got about half-way down and was booming out some strong casts. I mean my single spey was on-point that day. Well around the corner came a gear chucker drift guide with two clients. He was real nice and slowed up to show his clients how graceful spey casting is. I could hear him explaining to them how much water a spey rod can cover with minimal effort. I don't know what happened to me but I wanted to hit the other bank with my next cast. I let the fly dangle at the end, lifted the tip, started my sweep saw the type VIII sinking tip leave the water and start up river. I don't know just what happened after that but my fly landed behind me on the water and the tip wrapped around a small stick protruding from the water. My forward cast was a beast I was going to really throw some line with this one....whammo the line goes taught on the stick out of the water it comes and smack into the back of my head. Stars in my eyes line crumpled around my feet. I could see the guide pull anchor and drift down stream.

[Paul Huffman]

I was floating a section of the upper Klickitat this fall. I had just beached my pontoon and was walking out and down into a run while I made some preliminary rolls to get some line out. I must have overpowered the anchor with a forward stroke on one roll, because the fly snapped into the boat behind me with a loud metallic twang. The fly was embedded in the bow of one float. I wiggled the fly but that just made the air hiss out more. I had a couple more miles to go. I just clipped off the fly and left it in the float. I finished off the day with hardly any air out of that side.

[bondra]

I play a lot of basketball with my buddies, and earlier this spring I really sprained my right wrist pretty badly -- it put me out of fishing commission for a couple of weeks. Being unable to go too awfully long without fishing, though, I loaded up on Advil and forced myself back out before the wrist was ready. I was fishing a pretty well-known local river, about 50 yards from a bridge. I'm generally casting okay, but my wrist hurts like hell. A car stops on the bridge to watch me cast. My testosto-arrogance level spikes instantly, and I commit myself to a series of unspeakably beautiful casts for the benefit of my audience. Violating every applicable rule of speycasting, I put a healthy dose of extra energy into the first cast. As should be expected, the cast itself was a disaster. But even worse, my wrist completely gave out on me -- I lost my grip on the pole, and because my form was so bad, my extra line down near the butt (I generally Skagit cast) caught itself around the reel and the whole goddamn thing shot itself about 10 yards out in front of me, whereupon the current began to move it speedily toward the sea. I stumbled after it in the thigh-deep water (itself an exercise in elegance), and managed to catch up with my rod about 50 yards down the river. I snuck a peek back up at the bridge, but my audience had . . . uhm. . . chosen to move on.

[Joe Smolt]

Here's one that no one has touched on...

Holding your brand new spey rod and trying to explain to your wife why you needed another rod and how much you paid for it ;)

Mine came in the mail yesterday.

Joe

[Hal Eckert]

Here's one that no one has touched on...

Holding your brand new spey rod and trying to explain to your wife why you needed another rod and how much you paid for it ;)

Mine came in the mail yesterday.

Joe

Worse when she decides to go into my secret closet and count all of my fly rods. Taking a break from another new rod this year, but next year watch out !

:beer2: :beer1:

BG

[fredaevans]

Here's one that no one has touched on...

Holding your brand new spey rod and trying to explain to your wife why you needed another rod and how much you paid for it ;)

Mine came in the mail yesterday.

Joe

Trust me Joe ... been there, done that ... like yesterday with my new 16 footer.:cool:

[James Mello]

Worse when she decides to go into my secret closet and count all of my fly rods. Taking a break from another new rod this year, but next year watch out !

:beer2: :beer1:

BG

You let your wife find your secret stash of rods!???? I've got a mind to send out a vote to remove you from the "Fraternal Order of Men"....

-- Cheers
-- James

[Hal Eckert]

You let your wife find your secret stash of rods!???? I've got a mind to send out a vote to remove you from the "Fraternal Order of Men"....

-- Cheers
-- James

:) God if she evers find out I have not used a few rods and reels in 30+ years I am dead with The Princess right Mr. Evans ?

:beer2: :thumb:

BG

[Salmo_g]

Guys, does your wife negotiate with you about buying a new pair of shoes you all know she doesn't need? Well, don't negotiate with her about how many fly rods you need. It's none of her business. Pussies.

Sg

[John Hicks]

Guys, does your wife negotiate with you about buying a new pair of shoes you all know she doesn't need? Well, don't negotiate with her about how many fly rods you need. It's none of her business. Pussies.

Sg

Salmo,

I don't think I would compare a pair of shoes with a spey rod. Unless she is buying minolo blotniks. :eek:

[fredaevans]

Guys, does your wife negotiate with you about buying a new pair of shoes you all know she doesn't need? Well, don't negotiate with her about how many fly rods you need. It's none of her business. Pussies.

Sg


(Within reason) "Pussies" covers it quite nicely.:cool:

[Hal Eckert]

iagree iagree

But I am still not buying a new rod or reel until next year. But new waders I can justify telling her the ones I have are 3 years old and leaking (even though they are not);)

:p

:beer2:

BG

[fredaevans]

iagree iagree

But I am still not buying a new rod or reel until next year. But new waders I can justify telling her the ones I have are 3 years old and leaking (even though they are not);)

:p

:beer2:

BG

Geeze Louise Hal .... "until next year" is TWO WEEKS away.:rofl:

[luckybalbowa]

The last couple of posts reminds me of a saying

"My only fear in life is that when I die, my wife will sell my fishing gear for what I told her I paid for it!" :)

[fredaevans]

And on that note, we do seem to have 'strayed from the (orig.) point' of this thread.;)

[Salmo_g]

My philosophy about this sort of thing is that food, clothing, and shelter are my primary responsibilities. Beyond that, if I want it, and can afford it, I get it. Buying fishing tackle should only enter the realm of negotiation if its purchase puts the primary responsibilities, and at a certain phase, the kids' education, at risk.

Fishing provides me endless satisfaction. The best wife in the world can't match that, not meaning in the least to denigrate any of those best wives.

[Jason B]

Fishing provides me endless satisfaction. The best wife in the world can't match that, not meaning in the least to denigrate any of those best wives.

I do have the best soon-to-be-wife in the world and I pray it stays that way. She also likes to fish and isn't competative about it which is how I am and she does occasionally out fish me. Anyway, I got the real deal when it comes to endless satisfaction. Plus as a bonus she makes WAY more money than me so when I blow my money on a new rod I got nothing to worry about. :)

[Brian Scott]

Last spring on the Sol Duc I drove a 1/0 spey fly straight into the croch of my waders...DOH!. :beathead: Don't ask, but I guess my anchor point was a little too close eh. Good thing I laid off on the power during forward stroke as soon as I saw that fly heading towards me. I had to patch my waders after that trip. Lucky me that the fly didn't even break the skin. :thumb:

[Hal Eckert]

Last spring on the Sol Duc I drove a 1/0 spey fly straight into the croch of my waders...DOH!. :beathead: Don't ask, but I guess my anchor point was a little too close eh. Good thing I laid off on the power during forward stroke as soon as I saw that fly heading towards me. I had to patch my waders after that trip. Lucky me that the fly didn't even break the skin. :thumb:

:eek: :eek:

Better to be lucky then good they say !

:beer2: :)

BG