A person had asked me where I'm from here so I thought I would introduce myself.
I'm from mid-Michigan and I have been enjoying fishing since I was old enough to use a cane pole. I discovered trout and stream fishing much later and have been doing so for about 8 years now.
I developed an addiction one cool northern Michigan morning. As I stood in a cold, strong current, seeing my breath before me. I made the cast as far and close to dew laden leaves hanging just over the water, with only a few turns of my reel the most beautiful creature slammed my little stick bait. It fought for it's life, slowly approaching me in a hard boil. I netted and saw the iridescent serpent, a 16 1/2 inch brown. I walked to the side of the river and cleaned the fish, cutting not only the fish but myself as well. A small cut, but with a filet knife, wow did it bleed. With the fish cleaned I put it into a ziplock and into the back of my vest. As I got back into the water I looked around and the beauty of the morning fog lifting, the great sense of accomplishment I felt for bagging the nice brown, it fell over me like a blessing, I was the one who just got hooked. It was only the second brown I had ever caught and the week before was the first. A small 10 incher that my friend had directed my casting of.
Since then I have been fishing every week that I'm able, sometimes twice a week. Although gas prices have been slowing me down a little the last year or two. Trout and Salmon have taken me all over the great state of Michigan but I still have so much more investigating to do. I absolutely love the water and now I have met a part of me I was missing for a long time.
I never wanted to fly fish, I thought it was too much work, too expensive and a waste of effort. Until I came upon a rising group of fish that wouldn't touch my lures. I had bought a cheap fly pole before that was in my car at that moment. I had also bought a few flies. Why? Because it was a steal of a deal on the starter pole and reel I couldn't refuse. My casting was beyond atrocious, with a dry fly on trying to manage the line, my little fly drifted below me, throwing a wake, and bam! A little brookie. OMG, I have a whole new addiction!
I went to the store after fishing and saw the price of flies and thought I'll buy them this time, but I know I can learn to tie. I had already made a couple poles and figured I could tie flies. It took me a little while to learn to tie, but I did and do so now. Mainly my fly boxes contain dries, spiders, nymphs and light weight streamers. Fishing mainly trout, steelhead, salmon and smallmouth. I also still lure fish, but now only with spinners that I make.
I don't keep a whole lot of fish, usually one steelhead, one brown, and a couple salmon a year. Although, the salmon may change now that I have encountered smoked salmon and know someone who can do it for me. I don't have a hang-up about people who keep fish, for the most part it's their tax dollars, it's their money and effort to get to the river and with the economy I don't blame them one bit. I don't have any hang-ups about the type of fishing people do either, so long as it's legal.
Well that's me in a nutshell.
btw, I know I may have come off a little abrasive to begin with and I apologize. I don't go looking to stir things up, but I do respond in kind, I tend to give back what I receive from people and I don't want to be pushed around. Spence and I are good, and as I told him I really am a pretty easy going character. I've been posting on Pool.bz under the same name for years and I don't think I've ever gotten snotty with anyone. Pool is my relief or diversion when I'm fishing maybe too much.
Strmanglr