On a late rainy Sunday afternoon just before Christmas I went out solo stalking steelies along a stretch of AR and experienced an calamity. While working a nymph moving along the river edge my left foot suddenly sank into some soft sand causing me to loose my balance...and down I went in the opposite direction that my foot was planted, and then,....SNAP!!! As I laid near the river edge I had sense to keep hold of my rod and reel as not to compound the misfortune. I knew in a heartbeat my prognosis wasn't good - "I think I broke my freggin leg". My attempt to stand upright was futile at best. I survey the landscape and observed a fellow angler approximately 100 yds or so upstream...too distance to hear my calls for help. I was able to catch the angler's attention by placing my cap on top of my 9' rod and began waving it frantically. The angler upstream must of realized something was afoul visible by the unusual distressed signal I was exhibiting while in a lame position. The angler then began making his way towards me...as I laid thinking "a fellow fly fisherman is on the way to aid me". When the angler reached me I noticed ...he's not a fly angler...he's a spin angler. He was a true comrade that helped me off the river embankment, called CHP, and hiked out to the access road to meet the paramedics and lead them back to where I was laying. So, a few points I'd like to offer here...1) best to go out fishing with a buddy, 2) make sure you cell phone is fully charged & check reception, and 3) we're all fellow anglers, regardless of fishing method (fly, spin, baitcast) and when in trouble they'll come through. I look forward to seeing you all out on the water sometime around late spring when my leg is rehabed. Until then...good fishing!
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