MAINE - Life in the Slow Lane
Snif Sniff. Nope, no shit here. You Keith?
The lad is havin a hard time accepting the fact that the Old Bucks Rock!
Haha ya right . One young hot chick would put you old fart's
6 feet under. 
On another note where in th hell is Lee ? 
Quote by: Dave VOn another note where in th hell is Lee ?
I am right here Dave, just a bye stander at the moment. I have gotten a good laught out of these few threads about hot women. Now that I am fully retired at the moment, there are lots of honey do's to do. Not much time on the computer. Working at Elbrys had its good side in that I got a lot done on the site then, not so now.
See Yah
Lee
Hang in there Dave, your day will come. Right about when you gotta sit down to piss you'll have it all figgered out
Funny you should ask about The Annointed One. Last conversation I had with him he was really startin to dig the retirement scene. He may just have slipped off with one of them gorgeous young huggers and got hiself in a whole heap of trouble. That a man Lee! 
Oh, BTW, That's MISTER Lee to you. Show some danged respect fer your Elders
All I can say right now is that is one hell of a Cudda. Hey Old farts hope this dosent require you to run for your heart pills.
Where to begin...
As for a young chick putting me six feet under... well I know of a couple of 26/27 year old ladies that would testify to the converse. In fact this year in Chicago I had two very lovely young ladies escort me to the theater, diner, and dancing (and no I did not have to pay them).
Koda I have a very similar story about a friend of mine in that small town. He had a sh*t eating grin on his face for days but I have never seen a man drink that much water...oh and he could not walk right for days (if you know what I mean).
Just to be clear I am not at the stage where I have to sit to pee, it's just easier that way some times.
Funny how this all works, if I had known that a little grey and a bald pate would have such an effect on the fairer sex I would have dyed my hair and shaved my head back when I was a teen.
Well now this whole topic has got me to thinking so I started to do a bit of research. It would appear what we have here is a case of nymphs, and not the small entimological kind. Apparently man has been plaugued by these water ladies for centuries, tempting and taunting, and ultimately distracting us from our pursuit of peace, harmony, and fish.
Though I must admit I am partial to the modern version
At my age it is like window shopping......O.K. to look, but, don't handle the merchandise 
Keith
Yah. This is one of the gals that really DID need fly fishing lessons. Since this IS a fly fishing forum ( well when we ain't cuttin up on something else ) I must point out the error of her past ways
You'll notice she is right handed. You'll also notice the reel is a RHW. Which means, she'd have to swap hands to retrieve line back on the reel. The left hand is in position for a double haul, but, she don't have the fly line in it. All bad.
Too, those waders are funnels just waiting to fill up with water. Once she gets swept away we'd have to do a rescue, and, possible mouth to mouth.
This whole scene is dangerous. Ain't a man alive, except maybe Dave, who could possibly continue to fly fish with a nymph like this on the water.
Here's one a little more properly suited to the task at hand The camo just puts her over the top. This one has the right retrieve, just the wrong reel
Man just when I thought the shit couldnt get any deeper . You guy's kill me.
Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was
cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time.
On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words,
and some of the words are theirs.