We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
We've been posting about fly fishing. Is it an effete hobby for the elite?
God knows, it's a harmless and pleasant hobby, requiring art, skills, knowledge, and only minimal intelligence. As we say, it's no way to make sure you have supper because bait on a hook is the best way to do that whether in pond, stream, lake, or ocean. You can catch a trout with a worm in ten seconds.
Bamboo fly rods can cost anywhere from near a thousand to a few thousand, and fancy fly reels can be expensive too even though they are hardly needed. Purists scoff at fiberglass or graphite fly rods, partly because they are non-traditional and partly because they are a little easier to use. Many trout streams are limited to fly fishing.
For me, fishing, hunting, and hiking a trail are just excuses to spend time outdoors enjoying God's creation and taking not of every critter, tree and plant, and the geology. It's good fun to shoot a bird, catch a trout or a Striped Bass on a fly, etc., but that is a different sort of day than going to the store to get them.
Sport is sport and shopping is shopping.
The skills and lore of fly fishing are endless and great time-wasters for fellows and for a few special gals. Lots of guys spend hours tying their own flies, inventing their own flies, practicing the various sorts of casts, trying for salmon, salt-water game fish, etc.
I like fly fishing mostly for the zen aspect of it, you have to relax and find the rhythm of the rod to do it. A good day casting can be rewarding in its own right, even if you catch fish. I haven't achieved enough patience to deal with a bamboo rod, however.
If I am hungry and need to catch something to eat, I usually bait fish, lol.
"God knows, it's a harmless and pleasant hobby..."
Not for the fish.
And don't give me any of that "Oh, I throw it back!" nonsense, either.
More often than not, the fish - who has just been fighting for its life because nobody told the fish that it was a game, ha ha ha - gets eaten by another predator that has been attracted by the thrashing and the blood in the water. It's not really fun for the fish at all.
Just catch the fish, kill it, and eat it. Stop pretending like you're not destroying its life.
I'm with you. Do not torture animals for 'sport'. Catch and release annoys me. Catch it, kill, eat it, or stay home and do none of the above.
I'm going antelope hunting in October and deer hunting in November. I will not shoot unless I am certain of a clean kill. If I kill I will eat every bit of meat and edible organs, will make soup of the bones and give the hide to a local tanner.
And since it is a man made reservoir with planted fish in the first place, did they really have a chance to live a happy fish life if the lack of a Dam meant a seasonal stream that would be dry by August?