May you have many more years of sliding, Kenneth!1967 - Start of presence on Earth.
1972 - First photographic evidence of fishing rod in hand, in this case a glass Shakespeare, length unremembered. My dad loved, still loves, fishing, so I tagged along a lot. Lucky me.
1984 - first attempt at FF, 9-1/2' 8wt loaner on a boat, caught a small Golden Trevally. Downhill from there.
2007 - first bamboo rod, a 7-1/2' 5wt from a grateful friend. The downhill slope got even steeper.
49...for a few more months. I have a picture of me fishing in the Shonkin in the Highwood mountains of MT with my Dad when I was 3--with a yellow fiberglass rod from the local Coast to Coast.Absolutely. That’s why I joined this forum now, and am assaulting the learning curve. I’ve got a lot of catching up to do so that when I reach a more refined age I’ll be able to cast elegantly and fish excellently like all of you.
when I was 13 got that first rod...a Wright McGill...I buggy whipped the shit out of it...dad didn't fly fish...he just knew i wanted to...so anyway he untangled my back casts for a couple hours...I returned to it a lot later...70 last November, so I guess I'm approaching middle age now that I'm not as fleet of foot as I used to be. Due to mistakes by my non-outdoorsy parents and my partially mis-spent youth, I didn't begin fly fishing in earnest until 1971. Oh, I tried to teach myself to fly cast after reading an Outdoor Life article titled "Learn to fly cast in 20 minutes." That was in the late 60s, and I failed to learn in a lot more than the 20 minutes I tried. So it was a more gradual thing.