So I've never been to reiter - I've always just avoided it because on the internet everyone always says that the gear guys are spawn from the devil, they're assholes, and they're always low holing, knuckle draggers - and that reiter was their alien egg laying breeding ground.
So anyhow I pulled up to reiter last sunday and saw a humongous dude walking back to his car with a bright steelhead on a stick. "Ahhhhhh, here's a miscreant", I thought to myself. I congratulated him on his catch and said, "good job"! I expected the fur on his neck to stand up and prepared to duck what remained of his shrimp cup, but instead..... he just said "THANKS"!
I didn't really know what to do at this point. I mean, damn.... that was a semi normal answer...... "THANKS". Was this code for "get emmmmmm boys"! I considered it and scanned the bushes, but not a person rustled and not a note of banjo either.
"Are you headed down there with your spey rod"? "Ohhhhhhh shit" I thought, here it is. As soon as I verbally acknowledge that this 12ft long pole on the side of my rig is mine..... it's donkey kong time. "Yeeeeah, never been here before and thought I'd just poke around".
"Well, you're in luck, there's only three guys down there and they're all at the top. If you wade out by that big boulder the water is moving just right at the tail out. I saw a few fish rolling at the base of the tail out, so you'll be certainly swinging over some fish. I hiked way down to get this one... nice walk. Best of luck to you"!
Huh. Son of a bitch. A nice guy. Some real information. No attitude.
I think i'm switching to gear. I'll still swing flies, but with a bait caster - slinky - and a tube fly pegged two feet up off a swivel... right in the zone... sick drifts every time.
