Rumor has it that The River Damsel will be flitting around the Smokies this weekend, with Mark from FlyFishSC.com and some fat bearded guy that can’t sing. Trout will be molested. Steaks will be consumed….and apparently cardboard will be involved?! And somehow in the middle of all of that, ….somehow…we’re going to try to get in some fishing. It’s the Big Event I’ve been telling you about and when three OBN bloggers ( or four? …or five? ) get together to make an assault on the Blue Ridge…well….I don’t think it will ever be the same! Look out Smokies, it’s an Epic Fishing Weekend!
See ya’ll next week!










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I believe that guy behind you from SC is tired of you catching fish out of his spot.
I believe that guy from SC didn’t make it easy on that guy in front since this was the only photo we could find of him.
We’re meeting you on the Nantahala, right? Can you email me your cell # and I’ll send you mine back, just in case we have to make some sort of change? We have big plans for you this weekend, sir. Big, big plans. I hope you’ve been practicing your running from bears……
I’m highly skilled at running from bears. Although most of the time I chase them.
Good! We’ll need a decoy! You’re hired!
I find the molestation of trout just a bit disturbing but if that’s what y’all do down there, who am I to judge?
I hope you have a good time and that poor River Damsel is not too traumatized by the experience. Of course, it may be the other way around. Have fun! Catch fish! Be safe!
Quill, don’t be fooled. We tailor each trip to the angler involved. Your trip down will begin with a brandy toast along a pristine brook trout stream, ample resting, some imported snow so you can shovel it if you feel homesick, and all the scrapple we can find down here. ( We don’t have scrapple here. So there.)
And if Emily doesn’t want to molest my trout, I’ll just make her fish for bass.
I can tell you for surety that I won’t be molesting fish…catching them, YES!!!
never say never. You guys are funny. We’re not going to “molest” -molest them. I think that’s illegal. With trout.
And what is “flitting” …??? These Southern terms!!!
You yankees. You don’t know near’bout nuthin. Flittin’. It’s what butterflies and damselflies do. And can’t-be-still women.
Hey, btw – if we can’t be there to pick you up, we’ll send Rufus T. down to get you. He drives a ….hmm…well, you remember what that truck looked like in the Beverly Hillbillys? Yeah well, it’s kinda like that only it’s missing all the nice option stuff that Jed had on that one.
Perhaps the making of an “epic” weekend? Y’all have fun now!
Stephanie: Right! It’s the Super-Awesome-Epic-Awesome-Did-I-Mention-It-Is-Awesome-Weekend!
PS – you get 100,000 bonus points for saying “y’all”
In an epic group fishing extravaganza, one needn’t run faster then the bear, one needs to run faster then the fishing partners.
Spontaneity and anticipation Rocks!
Right. Ok. Run faster than the fishing partn……….wait? What? Ohhhh man…..
Handfree camera, check!
CHECK!
While we’re discussing it, anything special you guys would like to see? Maybe I can get RD to give a video presentation of her (soon to be) newly acquired professional bow-n-arrow cast?
I hope the weather doesn’t blow yall out.
Videos of people falling into the river would probably get some good hits
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Maybe Moody will be there to keep everybody straight.
Milliam, I hope we don’t get blown out either. Looks like we might rock and roll a little Friday night though.
Yeah, but it’s the best scenario available if there HAS to be rain. Friday night and early sat a.m. A(supposed to clear up by 10a.m.) So fishin each day should be fine! As long as a tree doesn’t fall on me Friday night.
If I remember to take the camera into the tent with me, I can do some “Les Stroud” type footage….”uhh,,,it’s really raining now…I haven’t gotten any sleep…ohhh there’s the thunder again…just gonna have to weather it….try to sleep…but it’s hard with all the thunder..and lightening…..i’ve gotta sleep tonight though, because tomorrow I have to look for food. ” ….OH look, a cupcake in the corner of the tent. nevermind.
Cupcakes??? I am boarding the plane now! Maybe we should bring a scrabble game? Only can use fishing words…
I look forward to both your and Damsel’s account of the molestation and subsequent fishing that will ensue…not sure if cardboard can speak, but Cofisher II’s account would be appreciated as well….
Will do! I saw you listed as a new member on OBN! Congrats!
If the weather is too bad, we may be eating Mexican or something else instead of grilling steaks Friday night. ( We’ll grill ‘em Sat night if so.) Tell them to fly fast. I’m ready to get this fishin’ party started! woop!woop!
Owl is going to eat Mexican food and then take his video camera into the tent with him? This trip is sounding better and better all the time. (PS: I want my bonus “y’all” points for my comment above, please; scrapple sucks; brandy is lovely but I do like me some ‘shine (it makes me flit) and molesting trout is not illegal in all states)
Quill, you are a hoot! One hour until we head down to the “ATL” to pick up RD. We’ve got a “Hillbilly Swag Bag” waiting on her at the house, but we’re taking one thing down to the airport with us because she will need it as soon as she gets off the plane. We recommend it to any yankees coming to the South. It’s a book called “How to Speak Southern!”
Here’s some of the incredible knowledge that book gives out…
Idinit: Term used by genteel Southerners who wish to avoid saying “ain’t.” Example: “Mighty hot out today, idinit?”
Ovair: In that direction. Example: “Where’s yo daddy, son?” ” He’s ovair, suh.”
We gonna make a right fine Southern belle outta Ms. Emily, sho ’nuff.
Out run bears in waders? Well I yewstacould, if I had to I probly could again.
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