Eric was
only seven years old, but his grin was almost as long as
the small rainbow trout that wriggled in his hand. It was
his first fish on a fly rod, and he had also tied the
small, brown-hackled wet fly. He had a right to be proud.
But he couldn't have been more proud at that moment than
I was after watching him cast his fly and hook and land
that fish. It wasn't large; it was just barely of legal
length, but the first trout on a fly is a very important
fish. And although that moment was brief, it, too,
was very important, for that moment marked both an end
and a beginning. It was the end of a long period of
waiting for a small boy, and the beginning of his
education as a fly fisher.
I
suppose almost every parent who fishes with the fly looks
forward to sharing the joys of the sport with his or her
children. We stare in wonder at the wiggling bundle in
the crib and envision our beautiful little daughter
laying out her first perfect cast, or our son tying his
first perfect fly, and we wait for that day. For some the
day comes easily, for some it comes with great
difficulty, and for some it comes not at all.
Teaching
your own child to fish would seem to be a very simple and
natural thing. It's no big deal: "Come on, son.
Let's go fishin'." But don't be misled! Whether or
not you end up with a lifelong fishing partner may well
depend upon how you respond to the innocent question,
"Daddy, will you teach me how to fly-fish?"
So--the first rule is: Don't push
the subject, but wait until
the interest is there.
While
the question may be innocent, it is significant because
it indicates that the child has an interest in learning
the sport. Normally, of course, this is no problem--kids
love to fish. But occasionally an over-anxious parent
will attempt to push a child into the activity before the
desire is there, and this is almost guaranteed to cause
problems. When pushed, the child will be a difficult
student at best, and at worst he'll be completely turned
off by the whole thing.
A
better approach is to relax and let nature take its
course. The exposure that your child has to the sport as
you tinker with your tackle, tie flies and practice
casting on the lawn should eventually pique his natural
curiosity, and he'll probably be eager to try it. So--the
first rule is: Don't push the subject, but wait until the
interest is there.
This
interest may pop up at almost any age, and typically it
shows up while the child is still too young to really
become a proficient fly fisherman. The young muscles
simply do not have adequate strength or coordination for
handling a fly rod, and the child lacks the necessary
mental discipline to be taught the needed skills.
This
leads to the next rule: The child must be physically
ready to learn the sport. Unfortunately, there is no set
age at which this readiness will occur. Some will be
ready at five or six years of age, while others may be
well into their teens before they have both the interest
and the physical readiness. However, it's easy to tell
when this stage is reached. The child will tell you. Or
more correctly, he'll show you. I suppose my boys were
about four when they first asked to try to cast as I was
practicing on the lawn one day. Of course, I let them try
it after a quick run-through of the basic points of a
simple short cast. It didn't take more than five minutes,
however, to show that they simply could not handle the
long rod. Sporadically over the next couple of years the
whole thing was repeated.
Finally,
in rather discouraged tones, Eric asked, "When will
I ever be able to do it?" I replied, "When
you're ready, you'll know it. We'll try again another
time."
Then
one day when he was seven, it happened. After the now
familiar initial instructions, Eric stopped the rod on
his backcast, paused, brought the rod forward and stopped
again. Twenty-five feet of line straightened and fell to
the ground in front of him. He looked up at me and
beamed.
By
coincidence, his younger brother, Jeff, was also seven
years old when that eventful day occurred for him. As any
parent knows, though, brothers and sisters are likely to
be as different as night and day in almost every respect.
Don't expect them all to ready at the same age, or you
may be disappointed.
Until
the interest and the physical readiness coincide, it is
important to feed and nurture the interest without
allowing the child to become discouraged. They love to
"help" Dad or Mom re-spool fly lines, sort
hooks, clean tackle and do all sorts of small tasks, and
such activities should certainly be encouraged. It'll be
fun for both of you, and it will go a long way toward
maintaining the interest that's so important.
...the precise timing required by
rods of less than seven feet make them generally
unsuitable for neophyte casters.
Once
it becomes apparent that the child is ready to begin
fly-fishing in earnest, it is necessary to give adequate
consideration to the tackle that will be used. For most
kids, a modern, lightweight rod, 7 1/2 feet long and
designed for a 6-weight line will be ideal. Small hands
and underdeveloped muscles need light-weight tackle. On
the other hand, the precise timing required by rods of
less than seven feet make them generally unsuitable for
neophyte casters.
And
don't make the common mistake of expecting the child to
learn with old discarded tackle and mismatched line.
"Dad's old junk" has probably discouraged more
kids (and wives, too) from learning the sport than any
other single cause. If you can't use the tackle yourself,
you really can't expect a beginner to learn with it.
Another rule: The beginner's tackle should be properly
balanced and of appropriate size.
Whenever
possible, children should be given their own tackle.
Pride of ownership will help them learn to care for it
and will go a long way toward maintaining interest in the
sport over the difficult early days. Perhaps the very
best way to provide a suitable rod, and also the most
economical, is to assemble one from a kit as a joint
project. The assembly is very easy even if you've never
attempted it before, and the value of such a venture is
almost immeasurable. Regardless of the quality of the
finished product, it will remain a treasure for a
lifetime.
Children
can, of course, begin to learn to cast with one of your
rods before they actually have their own, and such
instruction should occur well before your first actual
fishing trip. There will simply be too many new things to
learn the first time on the water to expect the child to
learn to cast, too! So--the next rule is: Teach them some
basic casting before you take them fishing.
Initial
casting sessions on the grass or a pond should be short
and fun. Children have limited attention spans, and they
tire both mentally and physically rather quickly. The
practice should never continue until they lose interest.
It's better to leave them begging for more than wishing
the whole thing would end so they could do something
else.
Remember,
too, that children learn best by imitation; that is, by
watching and doing, rather than by long, involved,
technical explanations. A discussion of casting arcs, tip
speed, power application and so on could as well be given
in a foreign language for all the good it will do most
children. The majority of children's instructors talk too
much. Take your rod along and show them what to do.
Even
the simplest cast is made up of many components, and it
is usually a mistake to try to emphasize all of these at
one time. A beginner cannot mentally concentrate upon the
grip, the wrist, the backcast, the pause, the forward
cast, the turnover and the stop simultaneously.
Therefore, after the child has been given a general
introduction to casting, it is best to concentrate on
only one component at a time. For example, have the child
do a complete cast, but concentrate only on the stop at
the end of the backcast. Don't worry if the rest of the
cast isn't exactly right--just emphasize the stop. Then,
as that particular component becomes a fixed habit, start
to concentrate on another aspect of the cast.
If
it's convenient, a little practice every day is
preferable to a long session at wide intervals. Twenty
minutes a day, for example, is much better than an hour
of practice on week ends. The short practice periods
prevent fatigue and maintain the child's interest, and
they make it very convenient to emphasize only a single
casting component each day. "Yesterday we
concentrated on stopping the rod on the backcast. Today
let's work on stopping it on the forward cast."
Such
a teaching technique will help to insure that each
component will become an ingrained habit before you move
on to the next, and it will also prevent you from moving
too quickly. If you try to progress too rapidly, the
child's mental circuits will soon overload, then he or
she won't be able to remember everything that's supposed
to be done. The rule, then, is let one thing become a
habit before moving on to the next.
Of
course you shouldn't expect children to be polished
performers with the long rod before they go fishing, but
they should have mastered a few simple things. They
should be able to perform a basic cast of twenty-five or
thirty feet with reasonably good form, and they should
know how to retrieve and extend line. After that, it's
time to catch a fish!
When
taking the first fishing trip, there must be one primary
consideration--do whatever you can to guarantee that the
kids will catch fish! Take them to an easy stream, let
them catch little, stocked fish, or go bluegill fishing,
but if at all possible make sure they're successful.
Nothing generates excitement like a fish on the end of
the line, and nothing produces disinterest and boredom
more quickly than a long day with no action.
Take them where they'll catch some
fish--any kind of fish!
For
example, all kids seem to love worm fishing. There's
tremendous excitement in watching a colorful bobber dance
and twitch as a small fish plays with the worm and kids
squeal with delight as the bobber dives out of sight.
Even the anticipation is fun as they wait for the quiet
bobber to make its first wiggle. Worm fishing is
exciting! And if we expect to interest the kids in
fly-fishing, this same excitement has to be present. Take
them where they'll catch some fish--any kind of fish!
To
avoid frustrations, make the fishing as simple as
possible. This will usually mean wet-fly or streamer
fishing with a floating line, simple across and
down-stream casting, and stripped retrieves. Take them
where there are fish and they can't miss. Yes, even if
you're a dry-fly purist, let them try it wet the first
few times. This is an investment in the future, and they
have to be successful.
The
first days on the water can be trying times for both the
child and the parent. Flies will snag in trees, lines
will tangle, strikes will be missed, and tempers will
flare. But remember, this is supposed to be fun. Don't
expect or demand too much too soon. Laugh a lot and don't
dwell on the mistakes that are certain to be made.
Instead, give lots of encouragement by complimenting the
good things the child does. Constant harping on the
problems is guaranteed to produce discouragement.
I'll
have to bite my tongue as I say it, but don't get angry
with the child no matter what happens. This is a tough
one, and I've blown it myself more than once by getting
upset at little irritations when I was trying to teach my
boys to fly-fish. I suppose it happens when we lose
perspective of what it is we're trying to do, but such
anger only leads to further frustrations for a child who
is really trying very hard to catch a fish.
I
can vividly recall one fine afternoon when I was fishing
alone on a very difficult Western spring creek and was
having relatively little success. I was sitting on the
bank pondering my next move when my ears were assaulted
by an angry shout from somewhere below me.
"No,
damn it! I said put it next to the bank, not two feet
out!" A moment of silence followed, then, "You
can't slap the fly down! You'll scare the fish!"
Then it grew even louder: "How the hell do you
expect to catch any fish if you won't do what I tell you,
damn it!"
The
harangue continued for at least half an hour, as I sat
there feeling very sorry for the hapless student. I
couldn't see the father and son just around the bend, but
the lad had my sympathy. I don't know if he ever became a
fly fisherman. I hope so, but I'm sure it wasn't an easy
process if he did.
Unfortunately,
teaching anything to members of your own family is often
more difficult than teaching strangers. I like to think
that I'm a pretty good teacher. In fact, that's my
profession. But I know that I don't teach nearly as well
when I'm trying to teach something to a member of my own
family.
In
the first place, I don't have the patience I'd have with
someone from outside the family. I suppose that I take
short cuts, expect faster results and am much more
critical than I'd be with a stranger. At the same time,
the family members, whether it's my wife or one of the
boys, don't respond to my teaching in the same manner
they would to another instructor. It's too easy for them
to disagree, argue, or say no to me. Possibly they'd try
a little harder for a stranger.
This,
of course, is not to discourage you from attempting to
teach your own children to fly-fish; it is merely to make
you aware of some of the problems that may arise. If
you're alert to the potential problems, you may be able
to head them off before they occur.
I
imagine it's too much to expect that we all could teach
the members of our own families as though they were
strangers, but that is a clue as to how to solve an
occasional sticky problem. Swap kids for a day on the
stream. I have had a number of opportunities to take the
children of various friends for a day of fishing
instruction on the water, and without exception, we've
always had a great day. So if you find your instructional
situation breaking down sometime, find a friend with the
same problem and trade kids. It'll do you all good.
The first few times you take your
children on a fishing expedition, it should be a trip
for them.
This
also points up the advantage of enrolling your children
in an organized fly-fishing class, if one is available in
your community. Many Trout Unlimited chapters or
Federation of Fly Fishers groups or other local clubs, as
well as YMCA's, high schools and colleges, camps or
commercial fly-fishing schools, offer excellent
opportunities for children to learn the art of
fly-fishing. Or, if such a class doesn't exist in your
area, one can easily be formed by a group of interested
parents. You don't have to be experts at the sport in
order to provide a very good learning experience for your
children.
The
first few times you take your children on a fishing
expedition, it should be a trip for them. Keep in
mind that the purpose of the trip is to help them learn
to fish. All too often, the child is deposited on a handy
sandbar or riffle and told to fish while Dad goes off in
search of his own sport. Left to his own devices, the
child will quickly tire of the whole affair, and the
event will degenerate into one of frustration for all.
Far better to forget about your own fishing and
concentrate on teaching. It will pay many dividends in
the long run.
Of
course, a fishing trip should not become merely one long
fishing lesson. There's more to being on the stream than
simply fishing. When you stop to think about it, I'm sure
you'll find that some of your most memorable fishing
trips involved a great many experiences that really had
very little to do with the actual fishing. If you expect
your children to develop a love for the sport, there must
be plenty of opportunity for them to share in the whole
spectrum of events that create a successful fishing trip.
In the words of a popular song, "You've got to stop
and smell the roses."
"Smelling
the roses" can take many forms, aside from its
literal meaning. Insects, clouds , bugs and so many other
things all deserve to be admired. The sound of bubbling
water is new music to be enjoyed, and just sitting on a
rock talking is a pleasure that many children and parents
never have.
My
youngest son, Jeff, still talks about "our" day
on a small feeder stream of the Smith River in Montana.
Jeff was ten at the time, and he was already a pretty
fair fly fisherman. We'd spent the morning hopscotching
up the little stream taking turns at its small pools and
dancing riffles, and the fishing had been very good. The
day had grown hot in the narrow canyon, and as Jeff lay
on his belly for a cool drink of spring water following
our noon lunch he said, "Boy, it sure would be great
to go for a swim!"
He
didn't have to convince me, and I replied, "Let's do
it."
"Do
you mean it?"
"I
sure do!" I said, pulling off my hot chest waders.
We
didn't spend much time skinny-dipping in the icy water,
but neither of us will ever forget that day.
Nor
will we ever forget the day in late August two years
later when I took Jeff on his first float trip down the
Henry's Fork in southern Idaho. Jeff had long anticipated
the trip after hearing many of my tales of the river over
the years, and we were both excited as we pushed the
canoe out into the smooth water. The hoards of
early-summer anglers were gone from the river. It was
completely deserted, and we saw no one else for the
entire day.
Unfortunately,
as so often happens when sharing a river with someone for
the first time, the fishing did not live up to
expectations. Due to water release from the dam, the
river was high and completely out of shape. It was one of
the few times that I had ever seen the water discolored
to that degree. Although a few may-flies came off the
water throughout the day, we saw no rises.
We
fished for hours without success. Changing flies,
tactics, or our location on the river made no difference.
Finally, in mid-afternoon, a very small rainbow managed
to attach itself to my fly, and it was to be our only
fish. Jeff cast until his arm ached and he could barely
grip the rod, but he caught nothing.
It
sounds like a rather grim day, doesn't it? It wasn't. For
as we sat on the bank of a small island, Jeff was able
for the first time to watch a belted kingfisher diving
into the water for food. We watched eagles soar in the
bright blue sky, and we saw dozens of ducks and sandhill
cranes. We watched long-billed curlews strut through the
streamside grass and mayflies struggle in the water to
free themselves of their nymphal cases.
As
our canoe slid around a bend of the river, we both gasped
when we saw a trumpeter swan swimming near the bank. We
stopped paddling and the canoe drifted closer until the
swan spread its wings and lifted into the air. Its wing
beats hitting the water resounded like gunshots as the
giant bird ran along the surface trying to gain flight
speed. And we sat in awe.
Further
down the river we both laughed and hollered as the canoe
rushed through the boiling water of the last riffle and
into the still water below. We were quiet then. It had
been a long day with no fish, and we were tired. The
silence was broken when the canoe scraped to a stop on
the gravel bar above the Osborn Bridge; then it was quiet
again.
Finally
Jeff spoke, "Gee, that was a great day, Dad!" I
knew then that the family had another fly fisherman.
Yes,
we teach them many things besides how to catch fish when
we take our children fishing. They learn our philosophy
and our attitudes about nature, conservation, streamside
etiquette, other people and life itself. We may not even
be fully aware that we are teaching these very important
concepts. But we are. We teach them by our actions, which
speak at least as loud as our words. In fact, it's quite
likely that what we do and how we do it will be
remembered after the words we have spoken are long
forgotten.
The
teaching of our children is an awesome responsibility and
must not be taken too lightly. For in our children lies
the future of clean air and water, wild fish, and the
sport of fly-fishing.

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