South Side Sunrises and Chatreuse Flies

[Swimmer]

After reading GUSTO's post I am wondering if this story should be posted but here goes........Some days I have more humility than others. Some days one doesn't even have to work at being humble. It just happens somedays like this morning. While fishing a new spot this morning, which I was introduced to last weekend by my teammates while fishing the TRI-STATE touney a funny little scenario played out between me and a guide and his three clients. I had been fishing since shortly before sunrise and had to work quite hard for the six fairly good size schoolies I landed when a four men rowed out from the inner harbor and pulled up on shore across the channel from me. The guide was an older gent that was dressed like his clothes came right out of a high end catalog that would never get sent in the mail to my house. His clients seemed like all down to earth fellows. One was a beginner flyguy and the other two seemed more advanced than the first. Just after they arrived I hooked up and the guide yelled over nice goinglike he was somehow politely part of my catch. His clients were not catching anything. I hooked up four of five more times and now the guide was staring me down. It wasn't hard to tell the guide would have liked to color me gone. The flyfishing quieted and I waded inshore and retrieved my eight foot schoolie gear with the FISHERWOMAN secret weapon attached and ran my days catch up to about 24 stripers before the guide and his clients got back in the aluminum row boat and rowed away. Only one of the guides three clients caught a fish. I am curious why when the bait and the schoolies were on my side of the channel the guide just didn't bring his clients over. There was plenty of room. When the guide rowed by he said thanks for showing me how its done. I thanked him for the compliment and wished all four a good day. I was curious to see if I had entered one of those "ZONES" that we all wish we hit once in our life so I bought a couple of scratch tickets..............and lost.
Peace and tight lines all