Yesterday I had one of those difficult clients that comes around a few times a summer. Hard to work out the arrangements, difficult to please and they assume at every moment that they are being taken. After a huge struggle to work out the details of the trip, “I don’t want to fish on a pond, my wife gets seasick, can you pick me up at the hotel?, no I’ll meet you, no pick me up” at the last minute. Between a cell phone that barely worked and not being listed as a guest at the hotel it was a challenge.
One great thing about being a guide and fishing every day is seeing the differences from one day to the next. Or in today’s case one river to the next. A client was staying in Boothbay and asked if we could do his morning trip from Wiscasset instead of Thomaston. I have not fished that area consistently in years but figured it would be a good chance to see some old familiar territory and see what there were for fish down there.
A chance to really help someone in immediate need comes only once in a while. I had a chance this morning. I had picked up my clients for the morning at their rental house on the river. After a good morning of fishing I dropped them off at their dock and headed back toward the harbor. But since it was a nice morning and the tide suited perfectly I decided to fish one of my favorite shallow coves. I pulled up into the cove, made a cast and was instantly fast to a fish that broke the tippet. The morning’s client had been using the rod and I am sure that it had a knot in it.
