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ouch GOT IT !!!! why did that take me so long to figure out?

On the first time having into the website I got it on the second attempt (pure luck) then I went back again to try and understand it and as yet I haven't had any luck, proving what I thought all along (it's unbelievable how clever I am getting by the minute).

Welcome Drownda, I hope you enjoy the AN experience

Can anyone answer the question (which must have been asked before) WHY is there so little activity on this fly fishing forum???? :confused: :confused: :confused: :confused:

It looks as if we have moved away from the limericks and on to distorted nursery rhymes so here is one or two to add to that list... Little miss muffet, Sat on her tuffet, As naked as the day she was born, It wasn't the spider that sat down beside her, But little boy blue with his horn. Mary had a little skirt with splits right up the sides and every time that Mary walked the boys could see her Thighs Mary had another skirt twas split right up the front ...but she didn't wear that one very often Simple Simon met a Pieman, going to the fair. Said Simple Simon to the Pieman, What have you got there? Said the Pieman unto Simon, Pies, you ********. Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the kings horses and all the kings men, said "F*** him, He's only an egg. Mary had a little lamb It ran into a pylon. 10,000 volts went up it's ass and turned it's wool to nylon Georgie Porgy pudding and pie. kissed the girls and made them cry. When the boys came out to play, He kissed them too, cause he was gay. Jack and Jill Went up the hill to have some hanky panky. Silly Jill forgot her pill And now there's little Franky. Old Mother Hubbard Went to the cupboard to fetch her poor dog a bone. When she bent over Rover took over, And gave her a bone of his own. Little Boy Blew. Hey. He needed the money.

Well Jeff I hope your memories are all good, I was thinking if I used up that much bad luck on one weekend roll on the next one (does it work that way) [ 26. May 2004, 01:18 PM: Message edited by: 10 brownie points ]

What a disaster of a weekend, the brother-in-law and myself had organised a weekend of mayfly fishing on Lough Derg out of a place called Mountshannon. To start with due to unforeseen circumstances with work we were late leaving home. To add to this we had a puncture on one tyre under the lake boat trailer on the way. It was well after 8.30pm before arrived and we decided to take a spin out anyway just to have a look around. Half way to the first island and the engine started to give a little trouble, but nothing that couldn't be sorted. We didn't see any sign of a fish, but went to bed happy with 4 or 5 pints of Guinness to help us sleep. We woke the next morning to find that there wasn't a cloud in the sky or a ripple on the lake and when I say it was calm I mean I have seen more ripples on a mirror. Again there wasn't a fish to be seen so we motored around the lake until we had cruised a good way up the lake and stopped for lunch on an island to discover that the 2 ring gas cooker which we had brought had developed a leak and we had barely enough gas to boil the water for a cup of tea. there went the lunch. After getting back into the boat we found that the engine refused to start and we had to row for the rest of the weekend (hard work when you are used to a nice cushy office job). It was the same on Sunday so we fished all weekend with nothing to show for it except the blistered hands from rowing and another puncture on the way home with no spare this time so we didn't get back until nearly midnight. Just wondering has anyone has had a similar tale to tell? :mad: :mad: :mad: [ 25. May 2004, 02:33 PM: Message edited by: 10 brownie points ]

spasor not to sure how I started this........ but let me assure everyone with this talk of releasing fish there is no point in me putting back these particular ray wings as they aren't going to swim or fly anywhere!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thank you Newt, I asked for recipes for ray wings and now we are on to swim bladders and unless you can remove them from another fish and stuff them with the ray wing and some onions, grain and a few herbs and cook them like a black pudding or haggis , I don't see how the swim bladder is going to help me eat the ray wings.

Are you sure Davy, I mean it's not as if they can fly or anything, now is it.

Yea it's a small river most runs being between 3 or 4 feet deep and the deepest holes at 6 to 8 feet deep. It's sometimes closes in to only 8 or 10 feet wide, so yes its small but its a challenge that I like. I always try to almost crawl up to the bank but and there are a 101 excuses why these things happen (wet grass, cutaway bank, watching the fish and not looking where your going etc)

Welcome Stella Fella I like the verse "I'd rather be back in the ocean, Than lying here on your plate, I was chasin' this foxy sheila, 'Til i saw your fn bait" very good... What do fish do you normally target when fishing ther in NZ and whats used for bait? [ 30. April 2004, 11:01 AM: Message edited by: 10 brownie points ]

Any one got recipes for ray wings, what is the best way to cook them????

If on a small river something spooks the fish, for example a body mass bumping and trashing down the steep bank and into the edge of the reeds at the edge of the water. How long before you could expect the fish to settle back down so that it would make it possible to fish that stretch of water again or is that it for the day???? :confused: Also should that person expect to skip the next 100 yards or more??? :confused: Not saying that the body mass was mine, would you believe me if I said it wasn't !!!!

Well in back my days of kayaking the difference was that a kayak was an enclosed boat with only an opening to get in and out ( and that was covered by a spray deck to prevent water getting in) and that while sitting in the boat that your legs were inside the shell of the boat, which meant by bending and pressing your knees to the inside of the fibreglass this added to the control using you hips. A canoe was more open for example the Canadian canoe.

Well done foolsgold , I had similar luck just messing with black feather and some silver for the body went down to the local river and Tied it on as a dropper for the laugh and low and behold along came a handy sized (3/4 of a pound) and took the fly. I was delighted until i removed the hook to find that he had as good as stripped the feather off the hook, beyond repair. I need to improve on quality, following some instructions in a book might help. But the important thing is that I hooked a trout with a fly tied by myself. It felt great................. [ 23. April 2004, 01:43 PM: Message edited by: 10 brownie points ]

There is a guy that charters a boat out of Kilrush in Co. Clare and if he has 1 or 2 looking a little queasy then the gathers them around him and taking a freshly caught mackerel he proceeds to bite the head off the still wriggling fish and chews, being careful to spit out the eye's and he then tells you that this should either kill or cure you. I believe in keep yourself occupied it's the only way to prevent it.

Went out looking for a brownie yesterday and got two handy sized ones and missed another two, happy enough for the first of the year

Well best of luck (if needed), I as yet haven't even got to my local river. Some of the lads here are thinking of driving up the country in a few weeks and hitting on a few rivers and lakes. Galway, Mayo or Sligo wherever, nothing planned just see where the road takes us. Booking into B&B's as we go, fishing during the day and a few creamy black pints after dark, sounds good and I might just tag along.

A number of weeks back our national TV station RTE showed a wildlife documentary called “ My halcyon river” I think!!!! Looked as if it was made in England and I was wondering if any of you knew of the documentary and who made it. This had footage of our wildlife like never see before (the trout scenes were beautiful especially with the mayfly) …

Spasor if the 55lb is only a baby where would that put my best being around 17lb. and the thing is that ling is very very tasty (nicer than cod).... [ 05. March 2004, 10:25 AM: Message edited by: 10 brownie points ]

The 55lb is the record here in Ireland. I don't have any offical list of records for the UK

News 55lb ling off Cork Harbour Smashes the present record of 48.5 lbs Retired Commandant Albie O’Sullivan had the sport of a life time. On the day he caught the 55 lb record ling he also caught a specimen ling of 40 lb and a specimen coalfish of 22 lb! http://www.irish-trophy-fish.com/

Peter, A ventriloquist on the radio very good, I mean if they put that into a comedy today people would call it surreal. I know over here in Ireland on our national radio station (RTE) dancing was regularly on the programming as part of a traditional Irish music shows or else there was some very talented men with coconuts.

I am just about to embark on the adventure that is fly tying. All hints very welcome (I'll need all the help I can get).