DO you ever get disheartened?
Firstly let me explain where I'm at.
I'm 46, and used to fly fish with my father when in my teens. I then drifted out of it, picking it up again about ten years ago after my father died and I inherited his fishing gear.
I really enjoyed it, and found I could remember how to cast. Being married now, with two children, I only get to go out maybe twice a year, with my friend who never fished but got into it.
The gear I've fished with this last ten years is old and mismatched - there's an old carbon rod, and a couple of cane rods, all rated differently, and my casting, was always pretty haphazard. I was never sure if it was because I had the wrong line on the wrong rod, and was never entirely sure which flies I should use, and if the ones I was using were right for the conditions. But I talked to some guys, and read up, and used to do okay, mostly catching one fish at least when I went out, maybe two, sometimes even three. Once four.
But now I've decided to take it up a notch and get some new gear.
I bought a new rod and line, and took it out today, and, at first, it was a disaster. I couldn't cast a straight line to save my life.
The fish were turning under the surface, and there were plenty of them. I was fishing a zonker, as one of the guys at the reservoir I fish had got two beauties on it, but both me and my friend blanked.
I tried my father's old rods and found I could cast accurately with them, but still blanked. I tried everything, but not so much as a nibble.
By evening I decided to try again with my new rod. I figured that I'd have to relearn how to cast, guessing that I was used to casting with older rods. i stuck it out, and after a while got it to work. I ended the day casting the best I've ever done, and further than ever, which was the one good thing.
But as for fish, nothing.
No matter what fly both me and my friend tried, we got nothing. The water felt dead. We stuck it out, but with that sinking feeling that luck was just not on our side.
This is the third trip out now that I've caught nothing. But this time I didn't even get a nibble.
Anyone else had a run where they've got nothing, and if so what did you do to break it?
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