Learning something new is always a challenge. I think, for me it can be a part of the enjoyment a lot of the time. I remember something Steve Starling wrote about a while back where he referred to an angler being a “serial specialist” meaning they specialise in a particular thing right up to the point where they are very proficient in it and then move on to something else to specialise in.
I have tended to do this with most things in my life. Fishing has always been a passion since I was about 13 but there have been many other things I specialised in along the way. Baseball, surfing, skateboarding and even competition bartending all had a spot front and centre in my life and I got to be pretty good in all of them, however I always had a tendency to move onto something else once I started getting really proficient. My passions in fishing seem to follow a similar course.
At first it was Flathead. If I was going fishing, it was for Flathead, then one day I caught a huge Trevally (it was totally massive… like a kilo and a half) from then on it was all about the estuary Trevors. Each time I moved on I was a little better of an angler and picked up the next species quicker and was better at it than the last. That brings me right up to point I’m at now.
I own a ton of Bream gear and have spent a lot of the last few years chasing them both socially and in tournaments but at the moment it almost seems like the push to move on to the next thing is almost unconscious. I have to say, I was more keen to stay out fishing in the rain and cold at Burrinjuck the other weekend than I have been to stay out in a while. The hunger to fish and wanting to stay out on the water for long stretches hasn’t been in me for a while. I’ve said to a few people that I don’t know how Carl Jocumson put in the time on the water he does. I love fishing, but 12 hours a day 7 days a week seems like it would get old to me but after that weekend I feel I understand again. I didn’t even catch anything of real consequence but the possibility kept me going . I think the sweetwater is where the my next hunger for fishing may lay.
After the trout sessions in the Cox river last year my eyes were a little more open to the idea that it was possible to catch some very decent fish in water that is closer and more obvious than you would imagine and smaller than you would think. I’m drawn to the idea of searching for something that out of the way spot that might be as plain as the nose on your face when looking on Google maps but require some effort to actually get to. Where is all this rambling going? Nowhere really. Just expect me to be dusting off the heavier gear and trying some new stuff this spring and summer and hopefully add some different spice into the content of lureandfly.com