As a kid I rember going out with my dad in his homade wooden fishing boat. Ducking down as we fly fished He never once hooked me. Last winter I decided to try tying flies. I found I had just as good luck with the flies as I did with store bought jigs. I am now thinking of trying to learn fly fishing. I have his old rod from the 40s hanging on my wall. I think its time to get my own fly rod and give it a shot.
You can get a nice starter fly rod at cabelas, start in your price range and save for what ya want if you like it, I just started northern and bass fishing with the fly rod in the last couple years, man what a blast.
People who fish for food, and sport be damned, are called pot-fishermen. The more expert ones are called crack pot-fishermen. All other fishermen are called crackpot fishermen. This is confusing. ~ Ed Zern, 1947