After attending a friend’s wedding reception this afternoon I stopped at Cabela’s to pick up some cone heads and hackle for some wooly buggers. Feeling particularly affluent, I also dropped a buck seventy nine on a store bought Brewer’s Egg Regurgitating Leech.
A complete disclosure of my fishing and fly tying habits would reveal that if it’s a dry fly smaller than a size 16, I’m going to buy it, not tie it. I’ll tie down to size 18 on nymphs, but am perfectly willing to offer my heard-earned cash for anything smaller. That same disclosure would also show that I tie a lot of poppers and streamers for warm water bass and bluegill.
So, why did I buy this one? I’m telling myself I bought it for the pattern, and will tie some myself later. That’s what I say. . . but it’s not the truth. The truth is, I saw a fly ready-to-fish, and in a lazy moment of weakness, paid my money and went fishing.
And now you know; I sometimes fish with store bought flies. It’s not a problem. I can quit any time.
Little Bass on Egg Regurgitating Leech
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