The Shack Nasties

A brilliant Bruce Smithhammer rant ripped from the pages of Mountain Gazette.

It’s late January, and if I find myself leafing through one more tired article on the MONSTER BROOK TROUT OF LABRADOR, or GUARANTEED TACTICS FOR STILLWATER HAWGS, I’m going to lose it. Fishing rags — why do I buy them again and again? Paying for the privilege of skimming through something that’s 70-percent advertising and 20-percent slight variations on last year’s articles? Vowing to never again fork over well-earned coin for this drivel, pulp flies across the room, earning one eye open from the canus domesticus. Of course, this steadfast oath will no doubt weaken to sheepish excuses yet again come early December, as I try to stoically make it past the magazine racks pretending to be above all this tawdry fish porn.  LINK

The image above is from another on-line article describing this dreaded affliction. VIA Fly Anglers On Line LINK