(Colorado Springs, CO, U.S.A.)
Since I was a kid, I've been flying kites. Not every day, sometimes not even monthly, but over the years, once in a while.
Back in the sixties, my brother and I were avid fishermen so, using a rod and reel to fly kites seemed only common sense. I mean, what other handheld device is meant for controlling string going out and bringing string in? Not much has changed over the years, maybe just the set of rods and reels I use, perhaps the string. The feel is the same nonetheless.
With the slightest of breezes, with a simple wave of my rod, I can launch any of my kites, usually a 9' delta though properly tagged with a reward label in case stress beats test. Usually within minutes, using either my thumb dragging on the spool or setting the drag and clicker, the spool is near empty. Not to worry though for the heavy duty swivel near the end lets me just snap onto another reel. Sure one is plenty but 2 or even three is great if only to remind yourself that you can still do it. It might seem big when you start but how quick a 9' kite disappears can be amazing.
The fun, if fun is the word, is not the height but the feeling of sky fishing. Simply close you eyes and feel either the gentle tugs or the powerful jerks at the end of your line. Is battling the wind any less a sensation than that of hooking a big trout or even a Bonita? Of course we know that there will be neither gutting nor scaling come the end of the day but that's not so bad.
With those closed eyes and the feel of the rod, it is easy to lapse into memories of days gone by - which is one of the reasons I do it for sure. Yes, my kids like it, as they do fishing but not for the memories the feeling rekindles but for the memories they are making in the here and now. As for me, I am taken back to days on Grampa's boat fishing off the California coast. I close those eyes and I can imagine the others on the boat, some no longer here on earth with me. The sound of seagulls, the rumble of the boat's engine, the smell of salt water, the memories of being a child again and for just a while, all worries and stress are gone. Click, click, click as the line plays out or you reeling as the line slackens for just a second. It is an unbelievable feeling, especially if you have memories to affix.
I might be the only guy in town with 10 or 15 deep sea rods and reels who actually uses them regularly. One of them may even be one of the originals from back in the day. I doubt it, but many of them have the same kind of knob on the reels, that’s why I bought them I'm sure because that is one of the things I remember from those wonderful days of yesteryear.
Spend a few bucks and buy one or, if you already have one, just dust off that old Penn casting reel in the garage, cross the street to the neighborhood park, let out that line, close your eyes, and enjoy.
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Sep 26, 18 06:00 AM
This previously published page is a compilation of short Flight Reports. All describing outings with the MBK Soft Sled design. Enjoy...