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03-07-2003, 9:06 PM
Well here we go I said earlier this is 100% fiction. I did tend to ramble a bit at the start, but stick with it
.It was early spring and the pressure of city life was really getting to me. My friend offered me the use of his cabin in the mountains as a getaway for some R&R ,so I took him up on his offer. I had been up there many times ,and it was definitely the place to get away to. I left for the mountains wednesday night after stopping to pick up the key. It was a 3 hour drive i spent the drive time thinking about which stream I'd fish first. I arrived late at night, I'd forgotten how few cabins were up here. I was basically alone in the wilderness. I went to bed as soon as I got unpacked, and checked the cabin over. I woke at the crack of dawn and set out for my favorite stream. I'd been fishing up here for years and the one thing I liked the most was, even on the
weekends you might walk a stream for 3-4 miles and only see a handful of people. I figured being still a weekday I'd be lucky to see anyone else way up here. I parked at the bridge and gathered my fishing gear, and gun and headed up stream. I had always carried a gun up hear lots of bears,coyotes& rattlesnakes. I had made my way upstream about 3 miles and hadn't seen a sole yet. I knew there was a big hole around the next bend ,I decided I'd fish that and then eat lunch and head back downstream. I rounded the bend in the stream and to my dismay saw another person fishing about 100 yards upstream of the hole. Well I was already at the hole so I got in the spot I wanted. I kept looking over my shoulder to check on my competition.Whoever it was was working their way down to the hole. Which was ok by me the hole was plenty big for two. I noticed that this person was very tall right form the start,and assumed it was a man. But now at about 25 yards I realized it was a woman,and she was way taller than me. She made it to the hole and caught 3 fish on 3 casts. I was amazed I hadn't caught one yet! She was only about 15 feet away now so I said hello. She said hello and you don't mind sharing the hole do you? I said not at all it's nice to see another person out here. I kept glancing over at her she must be easily 6'5" maybe even taller, she had blonde
hair that was braided into a ponytail. She had a pretty face, couldn't tell much about her body with those chestwadders and jacket. I looked at my watch it was almost noon. I said well I think I'm going to get out of the water and have lunch. She said I usually fish this hole then eat over there(pointing to a log on the grassy bank). I said would you like to join me? She said sure, I
haven't talked to anyone in three day. I got to the log and turned to watch her come out of the water. We were now face to face, I introduced myself as I looked up at her towering above me, She's an easy 6'5"! She said nice to meet you I am Sylva. I detected a slight accent in her voice. We sat and chatted awhile, I told her I was just up here for a getaway. She was telling me she live here year round. She definitely had a slight German accent. I asked her about it and she said she'd moved here when she was 16 from Germany. I said I noticed you were really catching quiet a few fish. She showed me the fly she was using and
said, I tie them myself , they're the best ones around! We had been talking for about an hour when she said I notice you're carrying a gun. I said ya , you never know out here, bears and all. Sylva unzipped her jacket to reveal a nickel plated 45, and said ya me too. I said well it's smart especially for a women , you never know who you might run into up here. Sylva just smiled at me and said I'm a big girl and I can handle myself, I could squash most men like a bug!! I got a chill that ran right down my spine! She said you any good? I said what do you mean? She said with you gun. I said yes I am quiet good. She said well if
you'd like maybe we can get together tomorrow at my place and do a little shooting, and maybe I'll tie up some flies for you. I said I'd sure like to get some of those flies, and a little friendly shooting competition sounds fun too. Sylva wrote down directions to her place and gave them to me, We agreed to meet about 9:00 am. We both got up and headed back , me downstream and her upstream. The whole walk&drive back to camp I kept thinking, this might be a mistake I don't even know her, and that I can squash most men like a bug ! comment. Oh well she seamed really nice, and I'd like to see her out of those chestwadders.
to be cotinued
.It was early spring and the pressure of city life was really getting to me. My friend offered me the use of his cabin in the mountains as a getaway for some R&R ,so I took him up on his offer. I had been up there many times ,and it was definitely the place to get away to. I left for the mountains wednesday night after stopping to pick up the key. It was a 3 hour drive i spent the drive time thinking about which stream I'd fish first. I arrived late at night, I'd forgotten how few cabins were up here. I was basically alone in the wilderness. I went to bed as soon as I got unpacked, and checked the cabin over. I woke at the crack of dawn and set out for my favorite stream. I'd been fishing up here for years and the one thing I liked the most was, even on the
weekends you might walk a stream for 3-4 miles and only see a handful of people. I figured being still a weekday I'd be lucky to see anyone else way up here. I parked at the bridge and gathered my fishing gear, and gun and headed up stream. I had always carried a gun up hear lots of bears,coyotes& rattlesnakes. I had made my way upstream about 3 miles and hadn't seen a sole yet. I knew there was a big hole around the next bend ,I decided I'd fish that and then eat lunch and head back downstream. I rounded the bend in the stream and to my dismay saw another person fishing about 100 yards upstream of the hole. Well I was already at the hole so I got in the spot I wanted. I kept looking over my shoulder to check on my competition.Whoever it was was working their way down to the hole. Which was ok by me the hole was plenty big for two. I noticed that this person was very tall right form the start,and assumed it was a man. But now at about 25 yards I realized it was a woman,and she was way taller than me. She made it to the hole and caught 3 fish on 3 casts. I was amazed I hadn't caught one yet! She was only about 15 feet away now so I said hello. She said hello and you don't mind sharing the hole do you? I said not at all it's nice to see another person out here. I kept glancing over at her she must be easily 6'5" maybe even taller, she had blonde
hair that was braided into a ponytail. She had a pretty face, couldn't tell much about her body with those chestwadders and jacket. I looked at my watch it was almost noon. I said well I think I'm going to get out of the water and have lunch. She said I usually fish this hole then eat over there(pointing to a log on the grassy bank). I said would you like to join me? She said sure, I
haven't talked to anyone in three day. I got to the log and turned to watch her come out of the water. We were now face to face, I introduced myself as I looked up at her towering above me, She's an easy 6'5"! She said nice to meet you I am Sylva. I detected a slight accent in her voice. We sat and chatted awhile, I told her I was just up here for a getaway. She was telling me she live here year round. She definitely had a slight German accent. I asked her about it and she said she'd moved here when she was 16 from Germany. I said I noticed you were really catching quiet a few fish. She showed me the fly she was using and
said, I tie them myself , they're the best ones around! We had been talking for about an hour when she said I notice you're carrying a gun. I said ya , you never know out here, bears and all. Sylva unzipped her jacket to reveal a nickel plated 45, and said ya me too. I said well it's smart especially for a women , you never know who you might run into up here. Sylva just smiled at me and said I'm a big girl and I can handle myself, I could squash most men like a bug!! I got a chill that ran right down my spine! She said you any good? I said what do you mean? She said with you gun. I said yes I am quiet good. She said well if
you'd like maybe we can get together tomorrow at my place and do a little shooting, and maybe I'll tie up some flies for you. I said I'd sure like to get some of those flies, and a little friendly shooting competition sounds fun too. Sylva wrote down directions to her place and gave them to me, We agreed to meet about 9:00 am. We both got up and headed back , me downstream and her upstream. The whole walk&drive back to camp I kept thinking, this might be a mistake I don't even know her, and that I can squash most men like a bug ! comment. Oh well she seamed really nice, and I'd like to see her out of those chestwadders.
to be cotinued