Girls , all I really want is girls!

It seems some things in this life you take to granted that they are a constant and will always be a constant in your life. Like the love from the women you love or the crazy look you kids give you that make you smile. It is odd but as I get older it the more you become more aware of what is constant and want is not. It seems to me these last few months I have been getting lots of reminders that one thing in life that is not a guarantee is life. I have been reading a lot of blog posts here and there about the passing of Adam “MCA” Yauch. As I had time this weekend to blast tons for the Beasty Boys over a freshly mowed lawn with brand new Corn hole boards set up, it got me thinking. For me, at least, this passing of one of my idols hit home. This is one of the few iconic figures of my youth that I have brought with me everywhere I have been in my 38 years. When I spent two years in Steamboat Springs learning how to jump off cliffs and wear oversized quilted shirts the Beasty Boys were the sound track to all my adventures. You can’t say that about a lot of things you chase as a kid.  The Beasty Boys just seemed to be were I was.  In life, music, adventure, there they were.  They also has this odd knack of keeping new and fresh so when you say a new album come out, you had to get it!  If for no other reason then to see what was up with the boys! 

One of the points I took from almost all the post I have been reading is the fact that the Beasty Boys is one of those rare moments in time that you want to pass on to the next generation. When I was growing up with my Mom, Aunt, two cousins and by brother it was Paul McCartney “Wings” and the Beatles “Yellow Submarine” that seemed to be on the tape /record player all the time and to this day those bands are large part of the tunes I still listen to this day. When my girls where younger the Beasty Boys “Girls” rang out of my home stereo ALOT. To see those little blond head go nuts. It made a daddy proud! This weekend gave me a chance to go back and revisit the Beasty Boys I knew as a younger boy and then Beasty Boys I now know as an older man. LONG LIVE THE BEASTY BOYS, and thank you MCA for the joy you passed on with your word of wisdom for all generations!

Girls, all I really want is girls

And in the morning it’s girls

Cause in the evening it’s girls

I like the way that they walk

And it’s chill to hear them talk

And I can always make them smile

From White Castle to the Nile

Back in the day

There was this girl around the way

She liked by home-piece M.C.A.

He said he would not give her play

I asked him, “Please?” he said, “You may.”

Her pants were tight and that’s ok

If she would dance I would D.J.

We took a walk down to the bay

I hope she’ll say, “Hey me and you should hit the hay!”

I asked her out she said, “No way!”

I should have probably guessed their gay

So I broke North with no delay

I heard she moved real far away

That was two years ago this May

I seen her just the other day Jockin’ Mike D. to my dismay

Girls – to do the dishes

Girls – to clean up my room

Girls – to do the laundry

Girls – and in the bathroom

Girls, that’s all I really want is girls

Two at a time I want girls

With new wave hairdos I want girls

I ought to whip out my girls, girls, girls, girls, girls!

 The good do indeed die young!

Flowing into Beauty

What is beauty?  They say it is in the eye of the beholder and I would stand behind that.  To some a carp is just a nasty smelly fish that should be eradicated from all waterways.  To others the golden beast is a formidable opponent with cunning and strength and once in the hands a true thing of beauty!  To me my three girls are beautiful.  My tying bench when full thrashed is beautiful.  Where I live is beautiful! To me something has to be unique, different, or mature (not in years but in thought) to hold beauty.  One of my close friends has been working towards beauty for a few months now with Adipose Boatworks.  Some tweaking here and there with Tracy and a few suggestions from Mike a true thing of beauty was created.

First Beer in the Adipose. Opened by a freshly installed Yeti bottle opener!

I have had three drift boats in my river years and I will say without a doubt that this boat is the finest vessel I have seen or sat in.  I grew up on the horn were Tracy started Bighorn drifters and even back then that was the boat to have.  Small but still big, floats like a dream, and let the upstream wind be dammed.  In fact I have two friends that still have two of the original boats and I get to fish out of them every year.  With this newer adaptation of what is swimming around in Tracy’s mind you can see the same old bighorn drifter in the Adipose Flow.  Kind of like when you look at your daughter and see her moms lovely blue eyes looking back at you.  The Flow is new but still old to me. You sit in the captions chair (I call it that because that is what you are in this boat) and you look to your left and look to your right and see that your thoughts on what you want and need have been thought of before you and are just there!  As a retired guide this would be a boat that I think to myself, is a craft that is too personal to let someone sit in it for money.  To sit in this boat you need to share a few beers with the caption.  Get to know him and feel him out and only then if he deems you worthy of such, you will be invited to join the flow and let the current  take you to the next pod of fish.  If you are looking for a boat or even if you are not, get your hands on one of these boats and it will change you.  It will change who you let in your boat, what you do in your boat, and the times you use your boat! I do believe that the boys at the one and only Headhunters Flyshop in beautiful Crag, MT have a few of these fine boats to demo.  I am just saying…. So, Great job Tracy and Mike!  Keep your phone open for me, I will be calling you soon about a trade in!  Although I did not get to get in on the maiden voyage of this craft,  I do have a feeling i will be in it allot this summer!

A man and his girls... This is how we do it!

When all else fails…. Wig it…

Twin Case Rig

Twin Case Rig - For when you don't have to bring YOUR boat!

So at some point this week I say a creative YouTube video on a fishing backpack.  Thought it was cool and all and dove a little deeper in to the creator’s site.  Wow some cools stuff that not only matches most of my hobbies (bikes, guns, cameras, and fly fishing) but also has the look of something that will last the test of time.  I have been toying around with an idea for some time now and as soon as I found Isaac site I knew he would be a good one to approach to help out.  After a few emails back and forth and a Skype call was hooked up.  I must say that talking with someone as well as seeing them is one hell of a way to start a call. We chatted a bit and found out that Isaac did not grow up in the fly fishing scene being toated around in boat dressed head to toe in Orvis but stumbled on to it and is now in love with it.  Those are the guys I like.  They have to seek out a way to get fulfillment out the task.  Daddy did not hand them a boat and a truck at the age of 18 and say “Go play with the fishes”.  This guy is the real deal.  I have hopes of his SLR bag coming my way at some point (birthday hint…) as well as the two case bag.  Anyways the call went well and after I source some material project “String them up” will start.  So with that said I have a question for you.  What 5 things are a must have, besides the file, when you are hopper fishing and streamer fishing.  Two different lists…  if you so are inclined to post in the comments on the post what those are I will do a random number drawing for some Guided Flies Hoppers and Streamers to go out to you ….  Post away and please go check out Wig Bags when you have a sec.. cool stuff for sure!

NOTAguide Bag - Yellowstone Day Trip Anyone?

One more year down…

 

I really don’t do the whole New Year’s resolution thing but I do tend to take stock when the end of April comes around every year.  All in all I am one of the luckiest guys I know, and trust me I know a lot of lucky bastards! I have a wife that is still in love with me even though she gets a hook in the foot every once in a while and wakes up with flies in the bed due the “shady as hell” cat.  See also see my need to go explore and fish with like-minded guys and deems that as a useful way to spend me time away from the family.  My daughters are mine! As soon as you talk with them you can see a little of me in them and that in itself is amazing. Again lucky as hell!  I did realize that though somehow in the last 20 years of so I have gotten a little bigger around the waist and lost most of my hair on top and it has shifted to the bottom of my face and got a hell of a lot lighter in color.  In the following year I hope to do what I always hope to do.  Lose a little weight, get my tying room organized and spend some quality time with the Family. As far as tying I am love the streamers, Hoppers, and such , and I will keep tying those in mass quantity but next time I have a few extra good beers in the fridge and some time on my hand I relay want to start tying the sub #20 dry s.  I figure that I need to get a jump on this and stock up before to many of these years goes by.  Because they are going by at an alarming pace!  So

1) Happy birthday Groovis, how I wish we could fish together on our b-day but maybe next year!

2) Happy Birthday to ME!, and

3) if anyone knows where to get a good Mico Super Saddle let me know !

Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust

Mark Lavon “Levon” Helm  (May 26, 1940 – April 19, 2012)

May he rest in peace.  The Band was one of the first “old bands” I jumped into as a younger guy and jumped in I did.  It is sad what happened to “The Band” and sadder now that the music of Levon is now gone.  If you want to treat yourself get  “Music from the Big Pink” for Levon in the old/good days and ten “Dirt Farmer” to get a glimpse of Levon in his later years.  God’s Speed My Friend

One of the best passes…..

Jose Wejebe 1958 – 2012

His show has put together a memorial show that shows the man at his best.  Never got to meet the man but always enjoyed seeing his show and lived life-like we all should!

The Life and Times of Jose Wejebe – A Tribute to a friend, philanthropist, and legendary angler.

Golden Stones and the tunes of Yesterday

One of the needed components missing from my Smith fly box was a good selection of Golden Stones.  Everything I have heard is that and a SJ worm is all you need for the early season feeding frenzy.  Worms I have, Streamers I have, Stones I do have but  I guess I needed a good reason to crank out a few more dozen.  The local fly shop these days is getting all the pretty brown boxes form ups.  As I was standing there the spring orders came pouring in.  I picked up a few new sexy colors of schloppin and picked some new chewy skin,.  While cranking out these cute bugs I was thinking of a good way to darken up the color a little bit.   The trick I tend to use most is sharpie wet finger over material and repeat.  Kinda works but leaves some funky colors on your fingers so i dug up a Coptic blender marker and WOW this works great.  A little orange sharpie and a little brown sharpie  and boom goes the dynamite! Video to come along soon. Keeping that the whole weekend was brought to me by sweet sweet sounds of  Hall and Oats,  If its been awhile since you have heard “Private Eyes” or ”I Cant Go For That”, you should head down to your local music store and get some tunes.  Here is the video that started off the good vibes – I Can’t Go For That – Cover by Nicki Bluhm and The Gramblers – Van Session 17 -.  All and all the weekend was great with all the dog poop picked up , Summer tents set up and checked, and some flowers planted.