I must have been 8 or 9 years old and we always spent our summers or a part of our summers up here in Plumas county. My first fly rod was and old glass 7 1/2ft rod that the name has rubbed off so I have no idea whom it was made by.
We had a couple of ponds by our cabin which were loaded with bull frogs. We use to sneak out at night with flashlights and use the biggest hairiest dry fly we could find and go after those frogs. It was a blast...you almost couldn't miss so long as you got the fly anywhere near the frog.
A few of the frogs would make it home and we did on occasion have frog legs for dinner - tasted kinda like chicken.
Of course my father got us those rods for trout fishing the many local streams & lakes but back then those old bull frogs were a lot easier to catch than trout and a lot more fun. And there was just something about sneaking out in the dark as a young boy that added to the suspense.
That was quite a while ago...where has the time gone...
Pete
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