It’s that time of year again in Montana. The winter blues kick-in and I retreat to my “February Room” to drink alone and yearn for warmer climates and the fish that live there. This state-of-mind is expressed at the fly tying vise and I find that I produce some of my worst crap at 2:00 am on a Sunday morning while listening to Waylon’s “Drinking and Dreaming”. Henceforth, on Monday I’m left with the task of undoing the weekend’s work in order to salvage the expensive materials, such as saltwater hooks and dumbbell eyes that I used as the foundation for these monstrosities and I have become something of an expert at taking poorly tied flies apart and would like to share the tools and the process that I rely upon.
Exhibit A
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- Exhibit A: Intoxicated tier’s creation, an abomination
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- Exhibit B: Workforce utility knife
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- Exhibit B: Abomination-creation in the vise, applying Workforce utility knife
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- Potential losses recouped
Talent does what it can, genius does what it must.
Treat this as a sign that you will eventually create something that fish will find truly irrestible.
Then remember not to reverse engineer what you did before you are completely sober.
Genius + Alcohol = Nonlinear Path
Un-doing drunken mistakes and spin control is a gift.