Chapter V FISHING, WITH AND WITHOUT FLIES—SOME TACKLE AND LURES—DISCURSIVE REMARKS ON THE GENTLE ART—THE HEADLIGHT—FROGGING
Nessmuk really likes fly fishing. He's not above live bait, but he prefers the fly. It seems to be the primary way he fed himself when out camping (though he does some hunting as well). I admit to being a poor fisherman, but I wonder if there were more fish, fewer fisherman, etc. back then? He says he caught 50 pounds by 10 AM once!
Notably and preferably with the fly if that might be. If not, then with worms, grubs, minnows, grasshoppers, crickets, or any sort of doodle bug their highnesses might affect. When a plump, two-pound trout refuses to eat a tinseled, feathered fraud, I am not the man to refuse him something more edible.
"We all carry too many flies." Oh boy, here he goes again. "Some of my friends have more than sixty dozen." Okay, maybe he has a point.
"I did as directed, and, making a telescope of my hand, looked intently for the bottom of the spring-hole." I guess this makes sense to block the glare, but really it just makes it sound like Nessmuk and Hobbes.
I had never heard of "frog" fishing, where you put a bunch of hooks in a kind of frog shaped bait. I guess it makes sense. Maybe I'll be better at that.
"festive batrachian" I LEARNED THAT WORD FROM MY STAR WARS BLOGGING!
It may be well, just here and now, to say a word on the importance of the headlight. I know of no more pleasant and satisfactory adjunct of a camp than a good light that can be adjusted to the head, used as a jack in floating, carried in the hand, or fastened up inside the shanty
I have a flashlight that has a magnet built into the base. I didn't realize how useful it would be until I got it. I stick that sucker on something at least once a week.
"a rope is as strong as its weakest part" Is this ye olde timey version of "a chain is as strong as its weakest link"?
Cooking tomorrow. I think that's a bit more my speed.
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