My week was pretty good. Presentation to the Rainland Fly Club in Asoria Thursday evening, Hosted by Henry Hoffman. Henry was tying flies for Poulson, a Portland Oregon Distributor in the mid 1950s. Henry was paid $1.15 per dozen for trout flies, and $1.30 for weighted steelhead flies. Met some very nice people with an amazing history tying and fly fishing since 1950!
Friday morning I had breakfast with Mary, John, and Jack Harrell. It was great so see them and catch up with news about a new puppy in Pacific city and. new cat in Corvallis.
Saturday was very good one in Corvallis, with my teenager Courtney speaking at the nationwide women’s march and me tying flies at Royal Treatment in West Lynn. Did I mention that I’m proud of Court, because I am. The folks at RT were warm and welcoming as usual, with many familiar faces in the gathering. One young couple was accompanied by their black cat in a backpack carrier. They showed me a photo of the cat wading a stream when they were fishing.
Arrived home Saturday and got the mail. an unmarked envelope was addressed to me. Lisa held it up and asked if I knew who it was from. “Nope. Go ahead and open it—probably an advertisement of some sort.
Well, the letter above is what she read to me.
Lisa looked at me and said, “is this some sort of sick joke?”
I read it and read it and read it again.
I shared the letter with a very few friends.
Here is reaction from two: Trey Combs and Tomonori Higashi.
From Tomonori Higashi (in Japan)
Ha!! When you stand out from the crowd you start to receive such things… seems very universal. In past I tried to please everyone that I know and that I don’t know, but I now know it is impossible. I accept the bare fact that some people hate me simply because I’m visible. Hating someone at heart is natural, but if you send the bad vibes out, it causes bad karma to start! I’m not a serious Bhuddist, but I kind of believe it.
So, please stand strong, you are doing good to the sport and fishery!
From Trey Combs
What a creepy letter. You likely have an idea who wrote it. “Anonymous,” whether hiding behind a mask, or under a hood, or gutting someone on the internet, is what cowards do. Hey, I would turn the letter over to the police.
I can imagine the dialogue at the police department.
Me – I received this anonymous threat against me, my family, and anyone close to me.
Detective – So, you are being threatened for doing what?
Me – writing a book.
Detective – a book about what?
Me – About fishing.
Detective – and what is in this book?
Me – Fishing stories.
Detective – And this anonymous person is angry about what?
Me – That my writing about some of the places I fish will attract more people to fish there. He likes to fish there too, and he is afraid that there will be more and more people going to fish there and crowding us out.
Detective – Really? For this the person threatens you and your family?
Me – Yes.
Detective – And this is normal for fishermen to do this sort of thing?
Me – speechless.
Detective – do you have any idea who this might be?
Me – Maybe. I hope not. It makes me ill to think that one of my friends would actually threaten my family.
Detective – Well?
Me – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
I’ll close here and wish you all the top of the morning.
Jay Nicholas, January 22, 2018