Montana Outdoors

April 12, 2007

The trump card

Filed under: Fishin' stories, Fishing, Humor, Montana, Outdoors — montucky @ 9:06 pm

Give a man a fish and you’ve fed him for a day.

Teach a man to fish and you’ve pretty much ruined his marriage!

As usual in the off season (defined as any time I’m not actually out on a stream fishing) I was tying up another batch of trout flies, when my wife walked in and announced : “If you go fishing one more time this week I’m going to leave you!”

A quick glance at the Fish & Wildlife calendar on my tying table told me this time it was pretty serious: today’s only Thursday. Hmmm, let me think… a new week starts Sunday and…

(By the way, I started out using the masculine gender. I certainly don’t mean to leave out those of the female persuasion. If you are young, attractive and rich, or if you have an exceptional back cast , I may be contacted at….. but wait, I’m getting ahead of myself here: there’s two days left on the ultimatum. It‘s still mathematically possible… I could make it.)

“Besides, I don’t understand how you can spend so much time with those slimy, smelly things!”

“Hon, trout aren’t slimy, they’ve got scales. And they don’t smell bad if you take good care of them after they’re caught.”

“I don’t mean the fish! I mean your fishin’ buddies! Compared to a couple of them a fish smells like a basket of peach blossoms. When was the last time one of them had a bath?”

(Well, there was the time when that log gave way and all of us had to swim back to the bank… But I was already losing this contest and didn’t want to bring that up at the moment. Besides, it was the previous summer and probably wouldn’t satisfy her stringent hygiene standards anyway.)

It was now obvious this was the time to play my trump card.

“OK, Hon. You’re right. I’ll leave my tackle where it is, start up the computer and work some more on those fishin’ stories I’ve been writing. Should have a couple of them finished by Sunday if I start right away.”

A period of very loud silence. And I knew I had won!

“I’ll get your waders and fix you a sandwich. If you leave right now you should catch the evening rise. Want me to call some of your friends?”

If I don’t use the trump card too often, this marriage might just last a few more years!

6 Comments »

  1. Honestly, I really laughed out loud (I know that comment is overly used in here – it looks an awful lot like a cliche’.) however, it is the honest truth. Very very funny. (Hopefully your lady dosen’t read your blog you may have out-ed yourself here.)

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    Comment by aullori — April 15, 2007 @ 7:13 am

  2. Yes, my lady does read my blog, but after 35 years of a great marriage, she’s very understanding. She also doesn’t take me seriously all the time.

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    Comment by montucky — April 15, 2007 @ 8:21 am

  3. I’ve said it before I’ll say it again you sound like a very lucky man. :o)

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    Comment by aullori — April 16, 2007 @ 11:03 pm

  4. I am, aullori. I realize it every day.

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    Comment by montucky — April 17, 2007 @ 9:44 am

  5. John

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    Trackback by John — June 22, 2007 @ 2:01 am

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