I've been looking to get some experience both behind and in front of the camera and so the obvious thing to do was to shoot a DVD. There's loads you can do on the Internet, but we have ideas that really require “more action”. And I reckon there'll be direct spin-offs for the site too. In fact you've already seen some of this with action photos of fish, as well as the Sexyloops' pod series. And there's more to come.
All round it's been an interesting experience, and fun. Hopefully that comes across.
Of course the finished product's a bit rough, but it was always going to be. We're not professional cameramen; we're flyfishers, and it's not like we've gone out of our way to produce a flycasting, or even flyfishing, DVD. Of course following this experience I'm in the position to do just that, but right now I'm not really interested; I need a break. Frankly I just want to fish and run Sexyloops for a while.
Sexyloops has finally reached to the point where it funds itself and can keep me on the road – living on the road's cheaper than living in a house, by a long way in fact – and I think I'm going to have some amazing fishing soon. That makes me really lucky.
Gerhard says, “hey Paul, you deserve to win the lottery”, but this is better, and in fact I don't; I only appear to be an angel, Gerhard.
So yeah, it's pretty cool. Anyway I'm not going to tell you about the DVD, I'll leave you to make up your own mind. I consider it to be a documentary and so I've called it “Sexyloops: The Instructor”. I have quite a few friends involved, most of whom you'll know through the site, there's Camo-Guy, Deano makes a brief appearance, Tonio (the French guy I hooked up with last April) makes a star appearance, Jon Allen's banging out some loops, there's some dude who's name I can't remember and some of the filming's by Ronan –a great angler who I'll be fishing with next NZ season (if he survives that long – he got shipwrecked travelling to Australia).
Oh and there's some music too, from friends Rumba Quatro and Variant Pete.
I'll be sending out copies to all members starting Friday. By then I'll be undercover and the little men in the white coats won't be able to find me.
The member's section launch went smoothly, thank goodness! Within you'll find 100 odd patterns (I never did actually count them all); this is my fly box. I've had a number of comments so far such as:
“I immediately logged in and paged through operation fluff. The black and
the white boobies did it for me. You have gone beyond conventional
flytying in the same way that Picasso went beyond figurative art. Ground
breaking stuff.” – John Cowie
“Had a check through the member section, agree with you on the flies,
scruffier they are, the better they work, none in the fluff section would be
picked out in the shops, but all look real killers - will get a bottle of
Wilsons, drink it and try to copy your style!! Once had a fly tied by a
student nurse - first ever she'd tied, a limey green scruffy body picked off
her jumper and capped with a small olive hen hackle. Fished Windermere that
weekend during the mayfly and she insisted I try it - what a killer it turned
out to be, almost a take a cast (many only 6" long) but the favourite on
the cast, moved it around to point and they still preferred it against
walker nymph etc. Tied up a few and they never matched hers. Moral of the
story, pick your women for what they wear not their looks!” – Camo-Guy.
Next month for the Member's section I'm planning a comprehensive lesson plan for casting practice. Sure, on site we have casting games from Carlos and Bill's working on a great stroke-building article right now, but I'm going to give you the practice drills I use, why and how they came about.
I'm also going to start dissecting some of our member's videos, which should prove interesting if nothing else!
So here's my plan, I leave the UK tomorrow and fly to Detroit. I'm going to stay with Bruce for a while (he hasn't seen the video yet) we're going to hang out, cast, fish a little, discuss technical casting stuff, we'll be having dinner with Noel Perkins at some point so we can discuss flycasting physics and barstool projectiles. I'm really looking forward to this and of course I'll be working hard on my Spey casting for the FFF Conclave in Montana.
Let me tell you how my mind works… I was asked to give a workshop at this year's Conclave shortly after attending last year's in Idaho. I said, “yeah sure, I'd love to”. I was asked, “and what would you like to do, Paul”. I thought to myself, “well, my Spey casting kinda sucks right now, so if I give a single-handed Spey casting workshop I'll have to tune up.” So that's what I'll be doing over the next week or so.
It was like that four years ago, I thought, “Blimey I'm not very fit anymore, how am I going to get to meet the ladies now?” So I decided to become a triathlete. I couldn't swim, and didn't have a bike, but in becoming a triathlete I would have to learn how to swim, and buy a bike, and so all round it would be a worthwhile exercise.
Operation Fluff: once again, no bloody flies in my box, and what there was were rusty, so I thought, “Yeah, no bloody flies in my box; I'll start over, tie 100 killer flies, 5 of each pattern, open a member's section and set the world on fire.”
DVD: have absolutely no idea how to work a camera, even less how to appear in front of one, and the pinnacle of my editing career occurred with the creation of Shootout. Erm, what I'm saying here is don't expect too much; apparently the video hangs in three places and that wasn't intentional.
So anyway, back to the plan – oh I do love that word so much, for example Jason Borger wrote to me and said “Paul, we gotta hook up, I have something to tell you about that book review you ran; we need a plan – and where does Ben live by the way?” I said, “Jason, I never plan anything, I was born without a plan, and I'll die without a plan; I certainly don't intend to fuck up now” – the “plan” is to spend a week at the Conclave do some fishing stuff around Montana, fish south, following the Rockies, living rough, getting moved on by “cops” – like Rambo did – I'll be at the Denver show (have to meet up with Sage at some point, show them what I did to their XP – I “camouflaged” it) and drive on down to Wild Bill Gammel of Texas, fish will Bill and Rick, get outcast by Rick (again) and then leave for New Zealand beginning of November.
Quite a plan for someone who doesn't make them. Of course I'll probably get lost.
So that's it. You can expect chaos. I haven't worked out my Internet connection yet; instead I'm allowing it to “just happen”. So may not hear from me for the next three months. If that happens Lars says he'll shave his head and pretend to be me. You know, to keep the Sexyloops' continuity-thing going.
Right, off to pack my guitar.
Related links: Shootout, review of Jason's Book by Ben (who's in trouble), Bill's guide to Sexyloops, Rick “the Bear” Hartman, last year's Conclave Flyslingers and “are you a Sexylooper?”