Poor Etiquette in the spring is to be expected. Almost a given and for that reason I tend to leave my usual haunts to the few and the proud that venture out for their one or two days of yearly fishing in pursuit of a big'in for the smoker or the infamous "steelhead sandwich". I have come to expect the worst in people and honestly they can and should have their day as well.
Today I had a tussle on the river. My first ever actually. Aside from an evil death stare or glance I tend to keep my thoughts to myself and carry on my way versus an altercation but today there was no capacity for such after experiencing the blatant disrespect for everyone else on the river.
I had managed to put myself way down river and out to the middle to be completely isolated from any and all of the madness around me. With my hood pulled over my head and the mild river and wind noise I somehow managed to find peace with myself in the war zone. Then it happened. Two Simms catalogue models draped in freshly pressed top of the line fishing attire with $1500 spey rod set-ups decided to venture out to my locale. At first I was fine with it until they proceeded to pass me and venture out to the line I was fishing. They literally left me no place to fish what so ever.
Much to their surprise they got called on their antics. I guess my face spoke to my conviction as they made a quick retreat. But not without running their mouths... My favourite line was "I wish you the worst of luck today sir!" Followed by my response..."Your wish just come true..I ran into you two a$$holes. I had to laugh as I peered up at the bank to see Arn surveying the situation ready to have my back. LOL! Spring...
The next dozen drifts produced two fish... :0)
10 comments:
I think the disgusting thing about that whole encounter is that THEY thought you were in the wrong. As my wife would say, somebody should have bitch slapped them into next year.
Mark
Gee sounds like fun...time to hang it up man.
The night before the crazies on the other side were throwing rocks at a boat that made its way up the center just below the coffer. I was waiting for gunfire lol you could slice the tension with a knife whoooo haaaaa it was awesome.
Norland you are right but I still find brief moments in that madness like that stunning 2lb brownie from the other night...
I am surprised they left and not tried to force you out. You have a kevlar fishing vest?
Gil,
I think they were embarassed by their own antics. At least I hope they were as they certainly were not representing the image they were trying to portray. Alot of people hate on the Tippy Scene but honestly...its a law of percentages and when there are that many people there one is bound to run into some class acts...especially when you spend as much time on that river as I have been fortunate enough to have.
You know what Tippy needs....
Napalm...
That and a little 'Flight of the Valkyries'
50 cal guns, heat seekers and Apachee Helicoptors....
I can see it now the music starts playing and from behind the dam two Black Hawks rise and lay a huge smack down on the North Side while the hillbilly lemmings run for their giant 4x4's and SUV's...All the while I'm on on my gravel bar keepin pickin away at my lines. LOL!
That kind of BS drives me nutty. You handled it well. Sometimes it's good to say something.
Sounds like the typical speytards tried to low hole you. Luckily this year I haven't had to worry about morons getting on my nerves. Michigan can be a zoo both spring and fall. I remember several years ago, the bank clan below the Tippy launching their mortar shells near our pontoon boats
What Harv said... it's all your fault!! Hahaha.
Seriously though, if you think the spring is bad, just wait until September. That's when the gunfights break out.
When are you going to make an appearance on the "Black Widow?"
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