by: Lloyd Tackitt 10/27/2012
You can't buy happiness, but you can buy fishing equipment, and that's close to it.
Packages from amazon and ebay are arriving daily. I haven't been able to fish for weeks, and the fishing is good out there. I know it's good out there, the conditions are perfect. The river is low and the fish are stacked up in the deeper holes, I know this, these are my favorite fishing conditions. A spider bite on my leg got infected with staff, and hasn't completely healed yet. Close, but not quite.
This has kept me out of the river. My wife got tired of me staring at the river and making whimpering sounds, she told me to find another hobby for a while. I took her advice, bad idea, very bad. I began my winter fishing buying months early.
Every winter when it gets too cold to fish I start hitting the online fishing stores. I drool over new rods, reels, flys, fly tying gear, lines, and all the million other accessories. Then I start buying the things I will NEED come warmer weather. First it's just a new pair of line snippers, the old ones are getting dull don't you know. Then it's a pack of flys that look interesting.
This buying urge progresses rapidly. It's a drug. I scout the websites the way a drug addict scouts the streets for a dealer. Aha! There's One! I cagily approach and soon a sneaky deal is made. I hand over the hard earned cash and get my supply. The rush of buying is intense. Clicking that purchase button sends a cascade of endorphins surging through my blood stream. The room spins and I feel like I am on top of the world. Colors are more intense, sounds more enthralling...but it begins to fade.
I go back and find another item I NEED and the rush is on again, but it fades a bit faster. So I go back, and back and back. When the packages arrive it's like Christmas! I tear open the box and remove my treasure, admire it for a few minutes and dream of how I will be using it. I feel the river against my bare skin, hear the water burbling over rocks, feel the hit of a big fish. Then it fades and I wait anxiously for the next package.
While waiting I get back on the computer and buy more. It's a downward spiral. More is needed, then more than that, then even more. I am an addict. I stop showering, haven't shaved in weeks, wear the old ragged bath robe instead of clothes, sit hunched over the computer frantically scrolling with a cigar in my mouth. "No, I bought that already. Got that one yesterday. Looks good but there aren't any swordfish in the river. Oh wait! There's one! It's a beauty and I only have seventeen of them!"
And so it goes. Transferring my need to fish into a need to buy fishing stuff. It's deadly dangerous. Mama needs new shoes but hey, I can buy that new reel instead, I only have twenty-two reels for my nineteen rods! Yes!
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Flyrodn, CO 10/27/2012 8:40:48 PM
Easy solution, pick up a couple more rods. But you've a ways to go if you actually know how many rods and reels you own.
oley, CO 10/27/2012 9:43:14 PM
I agree with flyrodn - if you can count it, you ain't got nearly enuff. So, continue on my friend - buy, buy, buy - before I beat you to the punch...
panfishin, CO 10/28/2012 6:18:53 PM
that rang all too true for me last year, except i didn't wait for the winter months, i wne tnuts while the fishing was hot!! i held myself in much better check this year. only 2 new combos (one is my "wifes" which i have used a lot more than she has) and only one large grocery bag full of lures and accessories.
JKaboom, CO 10/29/2012 8:33:54 AM
I hope your leg heals soon Lloyd :)
Lloyd Tackitt (Lloyd Tackitt), TX 10/29/2012 9:41:00 AM
Almost healed, and just in time to prevent the divorce from proceeding too!