Angling Nirvana

[hali-man]

This term came up in a thread regarding a bait shop owner who passed away some years back. He was one of the "good ol' boys" and although I moved to Germany and the west coast for a large portion of my life I do remember going there as a kid. I was fascinated with his tanks and bait. I usually talked him into letting me have a couple minnows because I couldn't catch any that size...

Anyway- what do you think the perfect afterlife would be for a true angler?
It's just for stupid fun, as we all know that I'll probably be reincarnated as a kitten who gets cruelly tortured by a family of juvenile bullies. 

Slipbob has already suggested beer and walleyes. That is a very good start! 

I would like to add that instead of streets there would be different bodies of water, and everyone has their own boat, waders, and shanty!

Any ideas?

[Bartman44]

Nice thought Hali-man.

We're already close to Nirvana here in New York.

I'd like a virtual door where I can Ice fish on one side and open-water fish on the other depending what kind of mood I'm in.

And beer and walleyes too.

Heck, lets throw in women on trampolines.

[bigredonice]

Nirvana?  A cold beer, a trout stream, and a flyrod.

[IceGeek]

an endless supply of fresh backstraps to grill on the ice as well

[fishingking]

hahaha   ill take beer, trout walleye and women that cant talk but love to *&^* oh and the right/ability to fish 24/7 365 :0

[Robb]

I want to come back as the biggest Laker in the King and break all your guys lines !! Eat smelt all day and spawn as much as I can! And then when I'm over 50lbs and 100 yrs old have some little 8 yr old kid catch me on his zebco 202 smack me on the head and put me on his wall!

Robb

[butterworm]

now thats good rob. knowing my luck i'll be just a can of worms that get put on your guys hooks.

[can_of_worms]

I would like it to have 15" of ice all the time with a warm breeze with temps in the mid 70's, all our shanty's would be Tiki huts (Fully loaded), and maybe some hula dancers cooking a pig, all the while the walleyes will be waiting for our lines.

[Bobman]

A cold, clean, clear stream loaded with wild brookies (none smaller than 12").  My choice of tackle (fly, spin, bait) depending on the mood I'm in.  A well aged bottle of Cognac and a humidor full of fine hand rolled cigars.

[Hood]

Lake or stream raining with rising fish, my choice of tackle and refreshments   

[coldbum]

hrm nirvana....

i see the fire roaring in the woodstove at the redneck resort, a few people milling around drilling around  passing the tanglefoot about.  The smelt are hungry as are the trout. the sun is setting the walleyes are getting ready come out. the tip ups are set and the batteries are charged i am taking my vex and pole and hit the first hole.

[hayfieldheller]

nirvana, hmmmmm. i would never have to rebait my hook because my minnow never dies, line would never break and lose that fish of a life time, the ice would be thick and the women thicker , just kidding, and finally there would have to be an endless supply of beer, liquor, ted and food.


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