Recently I had a trip to Louisiana with some old and a few new friends. Each group trip is different, but they all have a few common threads: excellent fishing opportunity, friendships, laughs, and a deep passion for catching fish. What is it that drives that passion for catching fish? Initially, my passion was driven by all the new learning. Then, it was a particular style, and it changed to lifestyle, went back to learning, later on to a specific species, and so on. More recently, it’s been the adventuring and friendships that have been extra special.
I enjoy the planning and talking to friends about what could and what-ifs of an adventure. The pouring over maps, flipping through magazines and old books, and of course, searching the web for hours and hours. Lastly, let’s not forget the run-up to your trip and the frantic fly tying, leader and line preparation, then making the packing list.
On this trip down to Louisiana, to chase reds, it was about getting the tug with some good old boys and having a blast. Our objective was simple, a trip for a species that is strong and willing to bite — a confidence fish instead of a confidence fly per se. Put the fly in their face, and a redfish will willingly eat it. Refusals are far and few between, and with the right guide, you’ll get plenty of shots.
Saltwater fly fishing can be challenging, and fishing for reds is an excellent starter pack. You get that powerful saltwater fish without having to have a long game in the casting bag. In fact, the short game is what can really be a difference-maker for you on having a great day instead of a good day.
Don’t get me wrong. It isn’t easy. It’s easier, yes, but not easy. You still have to see the fish, get the fly in their face, and convince them to eat. However, compared to other species, it can seem like a walk in the park. Hell, you’ll likely see a bunch of sheep head on your trip, and catching them in comparison is, for example, much more difficult.
Adventure is a given on any trip with my buddies, so we have that in check. Friendships are too, but it’s different with fishing buddies. I’ve found that the level of serendipities moments goes through the roof. What is it about fishing that can bring a group together Perhaps never knowing exactly why or what lead to the catch and that constant questioning? Maybe it is the tall tales or the fleeting moments of success. Regardless, I’m always wishing I had a few more days and looking forward to the next trip with my crew.