Wendy is a thoughtful guy. Thoughtful as in considerate and kind, and also thoughtful as in, well...full of thoughts. It is rare that he can't find the heart of a matter or discussion and rarer still that he can't pinpoint said heart in a the space of a few words. I remember one year Wendy considering the merits of a new flyrod or a plane ticket to Portland. He easily and quickly bought the ticket saying simply, "I would rather spend money on an experience than an object." It quite simply is a pleasure to fish with him.
Winona Fly Factory
WFF spent the bulk of four days smiling. He smiled into the chocolate milk waters of the Columbia, he smiled into the white, cloud filled sky, he smiled at the broken Tippett and bent hooks, and he smiled right into the teeth of the 25 mph winds. What more can you ask for in a fishing companion? Well, it would be nice if he could tie...and WFF is a world class fly tier. He tied flies in the backseat as we drove from spot to spot on the river. I would fish with WFF any day.
Not to toot my own horn, but I am relatively adept at finding carp. That and the willingness to immediately and forcefully point out a blown cast or a missed take are pretty clearly my best attributes as a fishing partner. I guess one sort of cancels the other out. Sort of.
The common carp is unquestionably one of the most exciting freshwater gamefish in the world. Name another fish that feeds in shallow water, takes flies readily, sprints like an Olympic athlete and is capable of breaking a fly rod on their second or third run. There simply is very little like the common carp in freshwater that can combine such qualities as a gamefish with the sheer excitement of the method used in catching them. When carp fishing with a flyrod, even getting a refusal is enough to raise your heart rate.
When you put this set of players together...only good things can happen.