Ah yes, tis' the season of crazies again.... Thanksgiving, Halloween and....
daytime soap opera at Vedder I go by one rule when someone arrives... Simple: Treat others like the way you want to be treated. Newbies, locals, out-of-towners, doesn't matter, a simple greeting at first eye contact starts things off good usually. If not, oh well, I'll live.
I think if you choose to fish in heavily congested portions of the river, you need to expect there bound to be conflicts as we are all different.... Just like driving. Everyone is at the river with a different objective... Some are simply to be there to see what all the fuss is about, some enjoy being very social (um... birdnester, where are ya?
), some are there to relax for the weekend, some are there to harvest, some are there to improve fishing skill, some are there to compete secretly with those around him or her to show off....
If some individual doesn't please you... walk away... the river is huge!
Last Sunday we made the mistake to come down to the Vedder and fished, only to find 40 people at the river before us and before light! After 1 hour of hearing ripping sounds and no action, we decided that was enough and turned the day into a field trip. We drove around to check out other potential spots that maybe our next secret hideout in the future.
Anyways, whatever happened to the fun element in fishing?
These days I find many individuals, especially the more experienced, choose to turn the sport into some kind of personal battle against the rest of the population that shares the resource with. This is definitely not a recipe for long happy life.