Flyfishing: Part of the problem is the myth that has been perpetuated that fly fishing is much harder than other kinds of fishing, and a sort of club mentality that views itself as more elite because some wealthy people spend big bucks for the fashionable expensive gear and take trips to exotic places that cost a lot so they can pay guides a small fortune to help them find the perfect trout. This is completely fucking bullshit. We hate the days when fly fishing was populated by a tweedy bunch of foppish, effete snobs! Flyfishing is NOT hard and it’s NOT elite… it’s fishing, period. The tools are different, and it takes some time to learn the different technique, but so does getting really good at using a baitcaster or spinning rig too!
Fly-fishing, at its best, is a craft and so affords a studied, even serious approach, though that doesn’t mean that those who approach it must also always be so serious. . . Thus bringth the DFP: or Dirtbag Flyfishing Posse. We take having fun seriously, but that’s about it.
Those tweedy assbag snobs still roam some of the heralded water that we fish. Spewing Latin names of mayflies and insisting on ONLY casting dry flies, upstream, to only rising trout with “British Gentry Rules”. But the DFP, has no taste to associate with these snooty bastards. More important, we have determined to distance ourselves from their shitty pretensions.
The DFP consists of a small cadre diehard flyfisherman who shed away the common elitest notions of flyfisherman. We don’t wear tweed, break for “tea time” and fish only dry flies. Not even fucking close!
Truth be told: We are not-to-be-trusted, pro-wild-fish, run-of-the-mill, proudly profane troutbums with opinions formed by large amounts of fishing… not internet dork boards! We accept all forms of currency, beer, whiskey, Skoal, unused pornography and we’re candy sluts for swag product we might actually use. If you think you’re shit’s good enough to pass the DFP’s mettle… send us some of your products for field testing. It will might come back in one piece, but chances are, it’s not! We are a fool-assery group of quasi-criminals who search for good water, good friends, good booze, and good times! And not necessarily in that order. Please don’t take us home to yer momma. We can be a bit… um, er… low brow at times. I’m sure you couldn’t tell, right?
Hey! We call it like it is… we’re dirtbaggers. To be called a Dirtbagger is definately a moniker of pride for us.
But what does it all mean?
It means this: We will sleep in the bed of our trucks, tie flies on the car hood, and live on our pocket change. We survive on PB&J, PBR, Ramen Noodles, and packs of stale crackers found in our glove compartments. Just so we can stretch out more time to be on the water than trying to find a comfy bed or a hot meal. We will drive 5 hours into a blizzard and wadefish in 25F water and bang the holy freezus off our rod guides. Just on a hunch that big Steelhead are swimming amongst the ice floes we’re dodging.
Ya know what? We don’t have poor self-esteem issues… it’s just that we don’t give a fuck about what “mainstream-politically-correct-society” wants. We have ethics and morals within our fishing. Oh hell yeah, we have a shitload of ethics. Morals, on the other hand… not so much.
We just don’t subscribe to the Jonestown kool-aid drinking, tree-hugging, mindless moral majority who doesn’t have an independent thought unless it’s forcefed down their gullet crowd. Oh, we definately shun that shit… let me tell ya.
We fish all waters for the pursuit of our joy and passion – Lining in the big fish. It ain’t all about trout… we search for the ‘Big Pull’ regardless of species. Be it bass, carp, salmon, chubs, steelhead, bluegills, or catfish… we just do it on the fly.
We will always share our flyfishing and flytying knowledge with others. We accept you regardless of skills, equipment, or if you don’t have enough Skoal to go around. We are a bunch of friendly guys who are just out to have fun, to fish, and do the stumbly dirtbag fandango out on the water.
This is a shout out to all the young & old anglers that teach, help and share your love and knowledge of fishing with others. REPRESENT!
This is a rebuke to you Arrogant stuck up anglers. Get over yourself, stop pushing people away from the same thing you claim to love, for the sake of your own pride. You can’t judge the heart of another angler, so stop.
Weekend warriors and hard core anglers welcome. Our goal is to bring our passion for fishing to other anglers bridging the gap between generations by sharing knowledge and enthusiasm freely.
Have you ever wanted to fish new water that you haven’t fished before? Can find anyone to help you? Look for a brother or Sister in the DFP. It’s a good start.
A new breed of angler is here, approachable, non-arrogant, and passionate.
So come on… join the DFP! You know you wanna!
I want in.