(Master) Lasse and I are getting on like a raging campfire – of which we've had a few. It was a bit strange at first having a Viking dude sleeping under the car, but through casting, fishing, manshit and talking bollocks we have found Enlightenment.
Lasse said, “Paul, it's one a.m. and I have to take the Masters' in six hours, you and Rich stopped making sense three hours ago when Rich was talking guns (the pussy), I now know why you keep getting arrested, but I have to take my Masters' so I'm going to the parking lot so I can sleep under your car again.”
“What do you mean we stopped making sense three hours ago?”
“And remember to wake me up at three to ask me some Masters' Questions.”
So although Lasse was on a bit of a mission, we were really there to have fun, cast with everyone who would cast with us (some people won't cast with me because they find my cast sexually intimidating – strange but true) and hit the town with Rich the Pussy and Lasse.
And we did hit the town. We're flyfishermen and therefore have a reputation to create. And so we did that. In retrospect I think what was really needed was more Sexyloopers. Some of the FFF apparently don't know how flyfishers should behave in public. Sexyloopers know this shit and so next time there will be more. Bozeman note well.
And maybe next year the FFF will ban us.
So I'm busy catching up. Three days of casting and creating a proper impression has put me slightly behind on my emails. And I really want to talk about guns. But I'm not going to; instead I have something better in mind. So I'm going to talk about the Conclave now, and guns later, sometime during the week.
I've been to three Conclaves and this was certainly my most enjoyable. And the most productive. I always learn something when I cast with others, which is one of my main reasons for attending. In the past week I've put consistency on my distance, mainly due to Lasse. But I also spent a lot of time casting with Rich as well as others. I'd like to be throwing 130ft because it feels great, and I'd like to kick Jon's arse when I get back to the UK next month. Yes dick size is important. And I want a big dick. I think we may be talking 14 inches here.
The interesting thing about distance is that it's not really about dick size; it's more about technique and I've come to the conclusion, having moderated the Board for 5 years, cast with Rick and others and learned to throw well, that much of what we read on flycasting is complete bollocks.
Distance casting is about getting the body to do all the things you worked out you should be doing and then flowing. It's hard to learn and there are many things which need to come together to make it happen. There is no one secret, but I do believe there is one technique which throws furthest.
And because of this I now believe style is substance.
Something I just do not understand is why anyone who has watched Rick cast does not learn to throw like Rick. You should learn to throw like Rick, Lefty, Joan, Bruce – well maybe not like Bruce – but like everyone else, because when you do this style disappears and becomes function.
Well that's what I think.
Next week I have a very intriguing woman coming to join me, so Lars is in charge.
PS Congratulations to Lasse for passing his Masters' examination :-)))