A few pics from the weekend. Fantastic to meet Trev in person and to catch up with Snake!
We fished, we tied flies, we danced. Something I have noticed about flytying with friends, is that it is usually associated with alcohol. I don’t know why that is the case, but I don’t think it helps my flies. Anyway I showed them a few techniques which I’m sure really impressed them.
Bit of wet wading in the Drava. This surprised Peter I think, but I kept the temperature gauge dry so it’s no big deal.
Fantastic hanging out with Peter and his lovely wife, Juji (or Guji, or Geje). Interesting fact: all women in Zakany are called Juji in one form or another. I don’t know why but it certainly makes life easier.
The other dude is Atilla (fuck I hope I spelt that right). Atilla likes chillies – but he doesn’t eat them raw. I mean WTF? That’s what makes them exciting!
I look forward to seeing you guys again next April; we’ll go fish Croatia!
PS I think Peter may be “illuminated” in the last picture.
Bit of a late night flytying session involving far too much Palinka and some very good SF. It’s surprising that we tied any flies, let alone had a competition, erm which we won’t talk about. Well OK I will, I think the competition was to tie a fly that looked most like one of Lars’ flies, which would have been fine and I would have won but for the fact that we didn’t have any of the right materials. For some strange reason however, Peter started his stopwatch. I don’t know if he was expecting all the flies to be identical and that this was a tie-breaker or if it was some cunning ploy to get us to tie quicker, but whatever it was it didn’t work. You simply can’t rush professionals.
30 minutes later Farazs emerged from a frenzy of feathers to finish off his first one (he went on to tie another), being far more meticulous than him, I was still at the stage of selecting materials. Zsombar was way behind, and in fact was a non-finisher. We also tied a few rabbits for pike and some damsel nymphs for bass. Slightly different to be tying around a table and not around a campfire. I’m going to figure out a way of tying around the campfire at Latohead, perhaps I’ll invent the campfire flytying chair. It will have wheels and whistles.