Seems like I have been travlin' all my life. Searchin' and
snooping into things to see what there might be for me. Time
was, I took up camera stuff, got a 35 SLR and some do-dad's
for it and set about taking pictures of all sorts of things.
Inside, outside and what they call 'table-top' pictures. Got
lucky and even sold a cover shot for a national fly fishing
magazine. Sold that camera, upgraded it to a nice Nikon,
sold that and ended up with a digital job which does all I
need these days.
Photography does not have it for me, doesn't 'light my fire',
so to speak.
There was a period in my life when archery looked promising and
I jumped into that game too. Got kind of good at it, went into
the target end so I could cleanly dispatch game when and if I
found any. Found some, dispatched some, took some awards for
target. Got out of it. Still got my bows tho. Lots of fine old
memories, some not so fine, but, that's archery for ya.
So I have been on a journey, from one thing to another, always
trying to learn something new. I found out a little about life
in the process and it relates to fly fishing. In fact, they are
pretty well linked as it is. It is not the traveling and the
journey thru ones life (mine at least) that causes any problems.
It's getting either detoured or coming to the end.
With the camera thing, for me it is just a means of capturing
a moment in time for some use. I guess lots of folks get all
wound up in the game, but not me. Archery was fun for a good
number of years, but, it too came to an end. A fellow can get
just so good and that's it. Maybe I should have taken up bowling
or golf, but it's too late for that these days. Nope, I will
stay with fly fishing, I don't seem to find an end to that.
I didn't start with fly fishing, like most of us, I started just fishin'.
The biggest problem I had back then was, ' a whole worm, or a half.'
Then it took off from there, and I am still trying to figure it out.
Works for me.
I was lucky enough to move a few times and that allowed (more
like forced) me to learn new things about it. Starting in
Michigan, then to Montana and now out here west of Seattle,
Washington has given me the chance to learn many aspects of
the game. Matching the hatch was it in Michigan. Raising my
insects in the basement, learning the names, taking their
pictures, all helped me to enjoy fishing the Au Sable by
Montana demanded bigger rods, longer lines and new flies.
It was like learning all over and very enjoyable. The coast
of the Pacific ocean was another thing all together. Yikes!
Pitching a fly into the surf was a challenge, and I loved
But, along the way I have often become 'side-tracked,' taking
my eye off the ball, forgetting to take the time to go fishing.
To smell the surf, watch the birds, to notice the tiny wild
flowers; I spent too much time working, I still do. I know I
need to get out more, I want to, but it just doesn't seem to
happen. And now I spend my time working on this web site.
I will hit the 'Fish-In' this summer, perhaps a trip for bonefish
(I hope) and some salmon here in the fall. There is some cutthroat
fishing out here, and steelhead too, but I just don't get turned
on by those things. Nope, it's dry fly for trout, the surf for
salmon and sight-fishing for bones that I seem to have settled
on. And that's alright I guess. It seems like there are so many
fish, so much water, and so little time.
I suppose I am once again on a journey of sorts, this web site
thing, and I still don't know what I want to do when I grow up
either. I wonder where it will take me, and will I know when
I get there?
~ James Castwell