On Saturday, my family hopped in my drift boat for a fall fishing session on Strawberry Reservoir. We wind drifted and trolled flies on a fly rod and two spin rods. Immediately, we had success, and we were happy. My 5 year old was using my fly rod. After catching 4 or so nice big cutts, he lost a bit of focus. Before we knew it, he had a fish on, and the fly rod went rocketing out of the boat. I watched as the rod, reel, and orange backing zoomed away through the water. It was a helpless feeling. I liked that rod and it had served me well the last 12 years. I thought it was gone. My little boy felt bad, and I scolded him and told him it was ok at the same time. But again, in my mind, I was feeling the loss.
|Here's the little guy before the rod rocketed out of his hands.|
|The line angling down and to the left is my daughter's. You can see the fly hooked to the fly rod line.|