I wasn't expecting such a lightning-rod response to my fly rod post.
For anyone who knows George, in person, or from the forum, he is the ultimate gentleman and mentor. He typifies Pond Boss in attitude and action.
[George -- from one of your posts above, about being ignored about fly fishing -- I think it has more to do with being in awe of what you do. You leave us speechless (well, maybe typeless).]
The fish in my newest pond uses George's model for fish and fishing, except because I'm where it gets cold, so I'm using HBG instead of CNBG. My HSB are in a friend's holding pond until the weather cools and I can safely transport them.
I've also adopted the Herman Brother's approach to children, elderly, and the handicapped with this new pond. It is designed for safety, accessibility of heavy vehicles and wheel chairs, and for catching fish by any means that includes fun.
George beat me to it in his last post, but I can use a flyrod in situations I could never fish with a spinning or bait casting outfit. Yet, I like all approaches, it is like the analogy above of using a pipe as a hammer.
With over 60 years of fishing experience, I've always been leery of using bobbers. I feel they scare a lot of fish, and especially fish that are feeding near, or on the water surface.
Without a bobber, I can't get live bait to the fish near the surface, unless I use a flyrod setup. I can make a live redworm or a 1-inch rosey red stay on top of the water with an invisible line (tippet) and a very small piece of foam (like a foam strike indicator on a long #6 crappie wire hook). And, I can pretty precisely put it anywhere from about 10 to 50 feet from shore, like in between branches of a fallen tree -- unless one of the tree fish behind me grabs my hook!
Anyway, I think it looks like the Pond Boss friends have agreed that elitism just doesn't have a place in fishing.
I may join the forum where they beat the fishing spirit out of the young boy, just so I can invite him here to be welcomed to ask questions and post his accomplishments.
Ken
