I spent a good part of Saturday attending to a spring ritual... cleaning out my fishing vest and reorganizing my fly boxes to make ready for the season ahead.
When I empty out my vest, it can be like opening a museum or a time capsule. And some of the things I find leave me scratching my head and wondering, "What was I thinking?"
There are, of course, some typical relics: The stale pack of gum. The vial of waterlogged aspirin tablets. The empty leader wrappers, dead tippet coils, and about 2 pounds of gravel that collected in the bottoms of my pockets.
But then there are the truly odd things... like a medium Fender guitar pick... a 1000-peso bill from Chile... a Sharpie pen... a tongue depressor... and an out-of-state Michigan fishing license (from 2003). I guess that spring vest cleaning is less of a ritual than I suggested.
So, whether you wear a vest, or a pack, do you ever dig in there and find some odd, archival item? Tell me something truly weird, and I'll give you a glow-in-the-dark Rio LumaLux fly line, which is great for casting mouse flies at night.
Deeter
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