Fishing has been my religion since childhood, primarily spinning and bait casting. Then I stumbled on a steelhead convention, signed up for a class, and got the itch. I invested in gear, made more fishing friends and loved learning something new, excited to land fish in moving water. Since the class, I’m out with friends, guides, and even hit it solo at least twice a week.
It’s coming up on a year with my fly rod and I still haven’t caught anything, unless you count rocks and leaf snags. Don’t get me wrong, the surroundings are gorgeous and it’s like a meditation being out there, but I’m starting to feel frustrated. I’m in no way discouraged, quite the opposite, but finding myself feeling bothered when I leave skunked again, where previously I still enjoyed the day out.
Looking for encouragement or beginner fly stories to shake this: How long did it take you to land a fish on the fly?
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For me it was day 1. My dad took me to a pond full of bluegill. I learned how to cast, hook, and catch fish on those. Then we moved up to moving water, still targeting bream. From there I tried targeting all manner of species, and to this day, trout and carp give me the most difficulty in freshwater. As for salt, well…… I still haven’t caught a bonefish or a permit. Been fly fishing most of my life and been after these 2 species on multiple occasions and still nada.