Sterling Silver Creel

This is the original - the hand sculpted model that will serve as the pattern for future castings.  That means that its slightly larger and heavier than the ones to follow.

This original weighs just over an half an once of .925 Sterling Silver ... its just under an inch wide, 3/4 inches tall, and 3/8 inches deep.  All sides, excluding the back (which is open to allow for hollowing it out) are finally detailed, antiqued and highly polished.  Its signed on the inside and is available for just $66.00

Redfish!

After who knows how many blog postings that have had absolutely nothing to do with fishing, here one is!  Yes, I went fishing.  

We joined up with our daughters and their families at the exotic location of Hunter’s Island just off the South Carolina coast.  This was to be my first ever opportunity to cast a fly into salt so I packed my 8 weight and the few Clouser patterns I had on hand and we headed for the beach.

In past years our Memorial Day reunion has taken place a lot closer to home here in the mountains and the fishing was for trout and bluegill, so in addition to a change of prey, the change of scenery was really anticipated.  And the scenery did not disappoint.

Many of the scenes from Forrest Gump were filmed in and around Beaufort, and the Vietnam battle scenes were filmed right on Hunter’s Island – and it didn’t take long to see why.  When we entered the road to the campground the landscape changed from tidal flats to big time jungle.  It was beautiful in a very wild and inhospitable way.  Arriving at the beach was pretty impressive too.  They have nine foot tides here and arriving at low tide we saw about 400 yards of white sand between us and the surf.

 

A week before leaving home I had called Bay Street Outfitters in downtown Beaufort to ask about the fishing and was able to talk to a guy that sounded very knowledgeable about the fly fishing in the area.  I asked about fly patterns and got some good info on the redfish opportunities.  I told him I’d pick his brain further when I arrived in town.  So our first stop was to the fly shop.

 

He wasn’t there.  He was guiding in Russia and the help I got was of questionable value.  My next stop was at a hardware store to buy a license and the advice I got there got my attention.  The clerk told me that they had been catching bull redfish right off the beach of the island.  That’s more like it!

 

With that information it didn’t take me long to hit the beach.  After puzzling over the type of bugs that inhabit this jungle island –

 

 - and scarring off a few raccoons that had a fondness for watermelons – I headed across the sand for the beach.   I was fascinated by the patterns the tides had left in the sand.  They reminded me of the satellite shots of the sands on the Arabian Peninsula that I’ve studied on Google Earth from 50,000 feet.  A different cause of course, but the effects were remarkably similar.

 

Okay, so while others in the family (the sane ones) were enjoying that other thing that beaches were made for, I went fishing. 

 

 



I walked the beach and fished for about two hours and never saw a fish.  So much for the advice I got from the clerk.  I began to realize that without some really expert advice I was doomed to failure.  It’s a big ocean out there and finding fish in it aint gonna be as easy as spotting trout in a mountain stream so I stopped into a visitor center, picked up a few brochures and called the one that bragged about their kayak rentals and fly fishing knowledge.  I was assured that yes, the reds were there, they were biting and that they could put me on them.   Chad and I arranged to meet up with them on Sunday morning.

 

I should have known that something was amiss when Lenny, our guide, rigged up a spinning outfit and placed a bucket of fresh shrimp into his kayak.  Turns out that he has never fly fished and they have never guided anyone that had!  Oh well, we're here – lets launch these things and get after it.

 

Lenny said there was a good weed bed just up past some docked shrimp boats so we began paddling north – against the incoming tide.  (When you are told that the tide is nine feet, please understand that it moves much like a river.  And understand that an outboard motor is advised if you are out of shape.)  We paddled for about a mile to reach the designated “Hot Spot,” always watching for tailing redfish.  Do you see them in this picture?

 

Neither did I.  Not from this view or any other.  The only signs of life I saw during our three hour cruise were some herons and few egrets - and a guy standing on the bow of a passing shrimp boat.  Forrest, was that you?  Captain Dan?

Lenny said he caught two stingrays with his shrimp, but Chad and I hooked nothing, and the trip back to the launching point – against the outgoing tide - was just as tiring as the trip away from it.  Would I try this again?  Absolutely…but only from a flats boat piloted by an experienced and highly recommended fly fishing guide.

In spite of the disappointment and the sore arms, the day was beautiful.  I’d go again tomorrow, especially if I might have the chance to see a few of these…

 

Shirley and I had a great time…

 



 

 



 

 



 

"Patches"

 

I'm not a cat person by any means...I mean, how can a guy feel close to an animal (no matter how pretty) that when called gives you a look that says, "What the hell do you want!"  Dogs...well, they're different.

 

Anyway, many years back we had a family of long haired Calicos, and this oil painting is a portrait of Patches, the family matriach.

Jude 24

Note: In the coming weeks Shirley and I will be starting up a new online venture - Jude 24.  So what is Jude 24, you ask?  Well, many years ago, back in the day that jewelry design and production was the only thing on my plate, among other products, we created and marketed a line of Christian jewelry. (Regular readers might have seen hints of this a few posts back...)

In the years since and through many moves across the country, we have stored all of my jewelry equipment in the garage with the thought of dusting it off someday.  That day has arrived.  Watch for www.jude24jewelry.com - coming to a computer near you soon!

The Chi Rho Cross

Hand sculpted in Sterling Silver to remind one of an ancient Roman coin, the Chi-Rho symbol is an early Christogram and when combined with the Alpha and Omega, an acronym is formed with Christ’s words, “I am the Alpha and the Omega”.

 

The Chi-Rho cross was popularized by Constantine the Great, who had a dream or vision of the Chi-Rho symbol in the sky, with “En Touto Nika” (Greek for “In this sign you shall conquer.”).

 

He had this emblem put on his soldier’s shields, and they went on to win the Battle of the Milvan Bridge outside Rome.  St. Constantine became the first Roman Emperor to convert to Christianity and made Christianity the Roman Empire’s official religion in the fourth century.

 

 

 

 

 

Ahhhh....SPRING!

Although today is dark, dreary and damp here in western North Carolina, tomorrow will be better!
Not sure what year I did this - must have been in the early 90's.  Anyway, its acrylic on board and the original is 9 x 7.