The other day I’m checking out the Bugslinger website, I think the name is cool so I’m looking for a T shirt or something, anyway I didn’t buy anything, but I did come across a puzzling shirt. The shirt proudly proclaims the phrase “trout hugger”; now tell me what son of a bitch is going to wear that shirt. Why would any sportsman align himself with an obvious play on the phrase “tree hugger”?
Maybe I’m wrong in thinking that we fish because we’re not wired to polish chairs with our asses and we’re wired to hunt for food. Yea we fly fish because of the hunt; we let them go because we don’t have to eat them, we let them go because we want to catch them again. We don’t love fish so much as we revere fish, and we revere them because they’re so hard to catch. If we were trout huggers we would wade around streams in masks and snorkels clicking shots and writing notes in our journals.
Well to sum it all up if you step into my ocean with that shirt on chances are the first thing you’ll hear is laughter and if a dirty look comes, the second thing you’ll hear is a Clouser whizzing passed your top knot.
- Pete V.
Dan Osman - not fishing related but needs to seen.
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