It’s the classic case of the cobbler’s children going without shoes. You tie up a bunch of flies and pass them out to your non-tying (but hopefully grateful) friends, and when a hatch comes off or trout cosmically tune into that one particular fly, you realize that you shouldn’t have been handing them out like candy the week before because there are none in your box.
John Berry, outdoor columnist for the Baxter Bulletin in Arkansas, relays his own version of the cobbler in a caddis hatch:
I pulled out my fly box and discovered to my horror that I did not have any green butts in my box. What hurt so much was that I had been tying them during Sowbug and had given away around 80 of them.
Berry offers this lesson to fellow tyers and anglers:
First if you know that the major hatch of the year is about to come off, prepare for it. Finally, if you are going to give away 80 flies, keep a couple for your self.
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