kind of self-explanatory, right? We seem to have some impressive thread-wrappers that lurk around this board. let's try to keep your "first booger" posts at a minimum.
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By fly-chucker
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FredA wrote: Wed May 23, 2018 7:40 am
fly-chucker wrote: Tue May 22, 2018 4:57 pm Flyties and hot sauce went out in today's post :Roll Eyes

Most of you guys will have them by Thursday, a few on Friday.

Thanks is for playing :cool
Lmao!
You'll get yours as soon as we fish :cool
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By LA Fly Guy
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pbrstreetgang wrote: Wed May 16, 2018 10:09 pm I'd be happier if she was topless
Any better?

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Thanks fly-chucker. You're the best. :cheer
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By fly-chucker
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:cool Shoot me a PM, or a text or a call when you guys get em
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By Woolybug25
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Great flies gang. The amount of Nickleback stickers I’ve accumulated is getting concerning though.
By chadroc
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so my first go round in a drake swap. fun times. lessons learned, deadlines are flexible. notes. if you get a shit ton of bullshit spring snow, tie em anyway. when you get em, take a picture cuz there's some really nice stuff in there.

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so how does this shit work? we all go on our merry way and fish the flies? i've really enjoyed this swap and gotten to know a couple of you fellas pretty decent over the text messaging. i get it i get it. check my shit out on the gram. hit a like. its so easy. yawn. on so much gram.

aw man, this place is dead. but dead as it is, good deal to get shit better then bills in the mail. for a dead place, i get a bunch of shit in the mail and i like that. i try to send back.



get more out what you put in, try to be square. i got a bunch of flies on friday, perfect timing for a big bangin holiday weekend......so.......

friday afternoon i was supposed to mow the lawn or some shit when the mail call came through. i dumped them all out on the kitchen table and poked them around.

my daughter says: what flies you got daddy?

i got em from a fly swap. a bunch of guys all make em and we send em in the mail to each other.

ooooooohhhhhh. like valentines. i like a fly swamp. then my wife and kids went and did something.

then i looked around to see if anyone was looking but they were gone. then i stuffed the flies in a big ziplock bag. the bag was as well organized as my bass fly box. i left at once to hit a quick hit to a bass pond. it was a fine afternoon. when the wife asked "i couldn't get the lawnmower started". this was long past dark fall when she did so. fuck a lawn, hey.

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i clipped off whatever bullshit fly was on there and reached in the bag with my eyes closed. i came up with LAFlyguy's beautiful work. good enough.

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obviously it worked until it was unceremoniously bitten off by a pickerel. is there a refund policy? FNG, right? what a loser.

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high and dirty thanks to this midget hooker. where the fuck is the 22. all yesterday's spring snow, all your flies, all new cover.

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so yeah, fucking pickerel. reach back in the ziplock bag and grab a notner one. this time don;'t use 3x, use 12# maxima that came out of the ice gear. they line shy? well, you won't be delicately presenting nymphs to spooky rooting carp will ye? nah.

this fly is still tied to my 12# maxima as i type. but it ain't got no eyes left. no idea who spun this, but it worked like sixty up here. did a nice lap around the front pond.

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went home, ate some food, had some drinks, reorganized my bass box. better.

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my town does a nice job for memorial day. saturday i had to be jamming at our towns celebration. i volunteer for the little league and i'm a popular item at the dunk tank. i had to be done by 3pm to pick up my rug rats and head to the town fishing derby. my son has won this thing for four straight years. i been working on him as we fish to: set hooks, cast fly lines, keep rod tips high, and understand that this year in the derby he's up with the six to ten year olds, so the competition goes up.

you might not win, but you'll have fun. i told him.

we could try.....bait fishn daddy. like. you know. with a nother fish? and a bobber?

fer shure.

i knew that no matter what we'd be going fishing and catch some fish in the reasonably lame farm pond offered up for the festivities. he likes to fish, and he's proficient. he wins this damn thing every year and all i'm doing is baiting hooks. his advantage over the other kids is simple. a dad that takes him fishing, and a set of functioning zebco 33 classics i've obtained in the cabelas bargain cave. its a bullet proof push button that casts a mile and rarely fouls. when we're fishing the baits in the water. you got 2 rods rigged for live bait for him and her, and his big rod with a robo swimmer. they are cool baits.

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on the way out the door at like 630 or some shit to do the little league crap, told the ace: i've fished that damn thing for thirty plus years and i never won it.

you never try, she said. your always baiting hooks and pointing out poison ivy and removing hooks from the kids clothes and stomping around in the mud netting fish. you bring like six poles. use one of them.

you know what. you're right. since we've had the kids i haven't really tried. you see, they got these carp in that pond........i mean, back in the day i sure as shit tried........but those carp in that pond.

she faded towards the coffee. i packed a shit load of the kids conventional gear for the fishing derby and went to volunteer at the little league thing. it was ninety three beautiful degrees.

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of course i told a white lie and built in a hour slush in the morning to try a different bass pond.

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i got the shit dunked out of myself. we ended up placed third in the frog jumping competition we were up against some tough competition and of our pet frogs, woody has the best legs.

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i got two surplus bottles of that hot sauce from my neck of the woods and three bonus flies each to go with em for whichever of you fly swampers wants to trade some shit in the mail.

get more out what you put in.
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By LA Fly Guy
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chadroc wrote: Mon May 28, 2018 11:15 pm
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is there a refund policy?



With the payment of the fly in a bass fishes mouth, ABSOFUCKINLUTELY!!!

Send me your address and I'll send you another. I need to tie a few up for myself anyway.

P.S. That green foamy thing that came in the bag with my featured fly is a sho' nuff bass killer too.
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By Nevs
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I fished G-s fly this weekend. it got bit, not by a bass, but a couple of fuckin turtles.
I also fished I believe one of the CC's flies from last years and it did catch a bassfish.
I didn't have a camera on me.
It wouldn't have mattered any way. There was no keeping a steady hand for pictures.
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By augustwest
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very excellent post-swap report
if available, please provide more information about the circled items
thank you
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By SLSS
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augustwest wrote: Tue May 29, 2018 10:57 pm very excellent post-swap report
if available, please provide more information about the circled items
thank you
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Sherlock West we gots here.
By chadroc
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gladly. the structure there is called the candle house. its one of a bunch of shacks on the frisbee's property that i fish. its a dope place, or was in our youth before we all got houses.

the frisbees allow their children to do as they did: build shacks in the woods to hang out at. mikey built the candle house with his late father, mr sonny frisbee (a fine human). through high school and until 2008 we hung out and partied at the candle house. it had an outdoor bar, horseshoe pits, the house itself.....there is a piano on the porch.

the items circled are a giant found ice cream cone that was then mounted on the top and a michelob neon bar sign. the candle house had electricity back in the day. mikey lived in it one summer for shits and giggles. he installed an air conditioner, built a bunk, installed a television with playstation that played DVDs. the DVDs were obviously crucial to porn consumption.....this was before the net.

one fine night me, mikey, and birdseye retreated to the candle house to drink and smoke. birdseye was in charge of getting a fire started. he entered the candle house, rummaged the garbage, found a bunch of tinder in the form of paper towels and napkins. perfect! he thought and went about kindling our fire. me and mikey came back from getting bigger wood or some shit and saw what he was doing. mikey smiled a lil grin, said:

you get those paper towels from the garbage?

yeh. course i did.

they crusty?

it was a superb place to party. i've been to many parties there, and have been working on mikey to clean up the joint and throw one more rager down in there for old times sake. before dating, i would secretly stare at my wife at parties down in there. never forget one night when someone said drunkenly that amanda had such slick silky hair. i drunkenly ran my fingers through it. it was indeed silky, and my hand smelled like her shampoo for a minute. best believe i brought said hand to my nose and took a deep breath of beautiful. several times.

i think i need to go back to the candle house this afternoon and document the full deal. hey, not done with this post swap trip report. i had a hella weekend. and i had a shot at one of those rooting carp......
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