18" Brown

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For those of you that picked up this magazine because you have interest in fly fishing but can’t get started, this article is for you.

Before July 2005, I only tried fly fishing a couple of times by myself. Because I didn’t have any luck, I lost interest. Then in July of 2005, while looking for a log cabin to buy in Bryson City, my wife and I made a side trip to Asheville. While there, I can across Hunter’s Bank Fly Shop. I went in and said I wanted to fish the Davidson River. I mentioned that I had very little experience. The owner said, “ That’s ok, I will set you up with Forrest Marshall. He knows the Davidson real well.

I met Forrest at the fly shop two days later. We proceeded to the Pisgah Forest in Brevard, NC. Once we got there, we started to fish next to a bridge. Right away I started catching fish in the 12-14’’ range. I was having a great time. While this was going on, Forrest kept looking up the river where two other guys were fishing. He said, when they leave, we’re going to take that spot. A half hour later, they left and we moved up.

We fished that spot for approximately 45 minutes and I didn’t catch a thing. ( I was happy where we started, why move? ) Forrest changed the fly to a smaller size. In fact, he changed the fly 5 times. I was a little frustrated, but he was the guide. I really got nervous when he said, “ we are not leaving here until I make the fish eat.”

( What fish?) He changed the fly again, for the 6th time, and on my first drift I caught and landed a 18” Brown Trout. I was excited, surprised, and impressed. That fish made my day! Forrest said, “ what are you waiting for, there’s another one in there. Well, I was a believer so I made my cast and drifted in the same spot and SMASH! Another fish, this time it was a 22” Rainbow Trout. ( I didn’t get a photo of it because while holding it up for the picture, it flipped out of my hands. ~ the one that got away .)

So, a few things I want to share with you about that day:

  1. If you ever wanted to try fly fishing, give it a try ~ SOONER than later
  2. If you are inexperienced, hire a guide that knows the local waters, it makes all the difference
  3. Once you get “hooked” and start to fish on your own, experiment with different size flies, tippets, etc.
  4. Share your fly fishing experience with a son, daughter, or a friend.

I’ve been guiding for 5 years. I love what I do, especially when I have new people that have never fly fished before, have a great time, and want to come back and do it again ~ next time even better. HOWEVER – you must start….

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Well, It’s about time I tell the story of my trip to Colorado in 2008. That’s when my partner and I hosted a fishing trip with our clients. One in particular, Jeff V. D., had never fly fished before.

He was very apprehensive, but being a great sport, he decided to try it. Jeff asked me for help, instruct him, as I was very familiar with the Taylor River. At dinner the first night we arrived, we discussed our plans for the next day. I recommended we first start out throwing a spinning outfit to get the feel of the water and to locate the trout. Jeff was fine with that.

So the next morning we entered the water, found a good spot and started casting. After several casts, Jeff had a fish on, but it got off. He was excited and said, “this is going to be easy.” ( Little did he know ) After several more casts, same thing. Fish on, but it got off. “What am I doing wrong?” I said keep casting. We moved around and the same thing kept happening. I said, “let me try it”. I told Jeff I was going to change the spinner and maybe that would give us good luck. A few casts in the river and SMACK! A nice 18” Rainbow. A few more casts and another nice fish. Time for Jeff to try it again, but he said he preferred to try the fly rod next.

At dinner that night, Jeff told everyone how he couldn’t catch a fish with the spinner, but I was great at it. ( Oh my ) I didn’t have the heart to tell everyone what I had done.

When we first started out in the morning, I took the treble hook off the spinner and was going to replace it with a single barbless hook. Ah HA! I decide to pull a joke on Jeff and not put a hook on at all…………At the time, I thought it was funny. ( well it is , ain’t it? ) I couldn’t fess up then, but I’m doing it now.

So when this article comes out in the August issue, I am going to send him a copy. I’m sure I am going to get a phone call. However ~ I finally got this of my chest…………LOL

[ PS; Jeff is no longer my client, so I can now tell this story ]

Grandpa and Joshua

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This month’s article is about a fishing trip with my son and my two grand children, Joshua and Aiden Hudon. They live in Pennsylvania.

It’s a story about a young boy fishing and sharing his experience  with all of us. We always say, “Take a Kid Fishing” and make a memory. What we don’t say is, it makes for a memory for us too!

Joshua was only 11 years old when this story happened. As you read the article, notice how he paid attention to detail. It shows his time spent on his fishing trip was so important to him, that he had to write about it for a class project. Today, Josh is 20 years old. He came to NC in May with a fellow college roommate. We fished the Tuckaseegee in Jackson County. They both caught trophy rainbows!! Another MEMORY.

My Famous Fishing Trip

Today was the day to go fishing with my grandpa. I had been waiting all year to go fish with him. I go fishing every summer in West Palm Beach, Florida.

We had to wake up early for the fishing trip. It took a long time to wake up my brother Aiden. My brother Aiden, grandpa, dad, and I got dressed, ate breakfast, and brushed our teeth. Before we could leave, we packed the fishing gear into the car. My grandpa said “Are you ready to fish?” Aiden and I said “Yes!” Now it was time to go!

It took us fifty minutes to drive to the Bass Pro Shop where we met the captain of the fishing boat. The captain drove us in his car with the boat hitched on the back. It took forty minutes to arrive in Dade County where we would fish on canal number twenty. I was very excited to go fishing!

The captain backed up the car so the boat would slide into the water. My grandpa, Aiden dad and I left the car and stood on the dock. We watched the boat trailer move into the clear blue water until the boat floated. The captain got out of the truck and walked back to the fishing boat. He grabbed a rope from the boat and tied it to a pole on the dock. Then we unloaded our fishing gear from the captain’s trunk and put it on the boat. Finally, we could go fishing.

Peacock BassWe drove the boat around the canal to find a fishing spot. Then we started to fish. I put fake bait on the fishing hook and cast my line into the water. After about two minutes, I felt a tug on the fishing line. My dad helped me reel in a medium sized peacock bass because I asked him to help me. First, we took a picture of me with the fish Then, I threw it back into the water. My grandpa helped Aiden catch a sheep head. My dad took a picture of Aiden with the fish and then he threw it back into the water.

Next, we drove to a different fishing spot. While we were under a bridge, I saw a big fish swimming near the shore. I was thinking that I wanted to catch that big fish. I had to put the live minnow on the hook before I could cast the line into the water. I stood at the front of the boat and I quickly cast the line into the water. The fish saw the minnow and it bit the minnow’s tail and then the head of the minnow where the hook was. The fish started to swim left to right trying to get away. I reeled in the line and pulled the fish out of the water and on to the boat. The fish was 22 inches long and looked like a catfish. It was flopping around on the deck of the boat.

Big Mouth SleeperThe captain said “That’s a Big Mouth Sleeper!” I said “What’s a Big Mouth Sleeper?” He said “It’s a really rare fish and only grownups ever caught them.” I felt like I could catch anything. I was the first kid so far to catch a Big Mouth Sleeper. I felt famous. The captain took the Big Mouth Sleeper off of my fishing hook and put it on a bigger hook. My grandpa took a picture of me holding the Big Mouth Sleeper with Aiden and my dad. I threw the fish back into the water.

After fishing, we drove back home to West Palm Beach to see my mom and grandma. I was so proud that I caught the Big Mouth Sleeper.

After a couple of days, my family and I flew back home to Pennsylvania. The next week, I received a newspaper article from my grandpa. On the front cover there was a picture of my brother Aiden, my dad, and me holding the Big Mouth Sleeper. I read the article about me catching the Big Mouth Sleeper and then I called my grandpa to thank him for sending it to me. My mom and dad were so proud that I was on the front cover of the newspaper.

I was happy that I spent time fishing with my grandpa. I will go fishing again next summer. I wonder if the next fishing trip will have a twist like this one.


About the Author

Joshua Hudon
Attends: Upper Providence Elementary School, Royersford, Pennsylvania
Reside in: Collegeville, Pennsylvania

When asked why he chose to write about his famous fishing trip, Joshua said “I love to go fishing every year with my grandpa. I’m proud of myself to be the first kid so far to catch a Big Mouth Sleeper. I felt like I could catch anything.”

In addition to attending Upper Providence Elementary School, Joshua enjoys playing soccer, going fishing, watching TV, and playing DS games.

In the future, Joshua plans to be a professional soccer player or a police officer.