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After Redford's A River Runs Through It, it seemed like every wealthy guy went out and dropped a few grand of fly fishing gear.

I still remember this guy in the biggest pair of waders I have ever seen, catch a trout. He threw it on the beach. He had every gadget, including a vintage creel.

I didn't say anything. I just wasen't in the mood for a confrontation.

His wife beeped from the car, and said she bought lunch. They ate their McDonalds lunch, and the left the fish.

I picked it up when they left, and ate it, but always remembered that guy.

I'm glad the wealthy moved on to different hobbies.