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The One That Got Away
by Dave Micus

t is not fly fishing if you are not looking for answers to questions, wrote Norman Maclean, but I'm not sure I agree. I think the questions and (occasionally) the answers come without the flyfisher looking. We are granted epiphanies inadvertently while enjoying that most elusive commodity, solitude. I recently delved into the psyche of fiction's most famous fisherman, though my quest was for striped bass, not literary insights.

I was fishing the mouth of the river on an incoming tide, and hadn't been long out when I hooked a large striper, the largest I ever hooked. When he felt the hook he ran straight out to sea. I did the only thing I could; palmed the reel and hung on. Finally he stopped.

I tried to regain line, but the fish would not budge. The pressure I exerted made him run again, but, fortunately, this run was toward and parallel to the shore. I half-ran half-stumbled toward him, regaining line as I went. I could see his dorsal and tail fins protruding from the water. This was a very big fish.

Then, like a bad relationship, the tension that bound us together was gone. Further elaboration is unnecessary; an angler knows how I felt, a non-angler never will. And suddenly I began to understand Ahab.

Fly fishing literature is replete with descriptions of the one that got away. "We forget most of the disagreeable or unpleasant incidents attending our sport, but we never forget the big fish we have lost," wrote the father of American fly fishing, Theodore Gordon, 92 years ago. Novelist Thomas McGuane is a bit more erudite: "It [the lost fish] joined that throng of shadows, touched and unseen, that haunt the angler--fish felt and lost, big ones that got away that are the subject of levity to non-anglers but of a deeper emotion to the angler himself." Norman Maclean explains it best: "No one can tell what a spot of time is until suddenly the whole world is a fish and that fish is gone. I shall remember that son of a bitch forever!"

Now compare these to Ahab's description of Moby Dick: "It was that accursed white whale that razeed me. I'll ten times girdle the unmeasured globe; yea and dive straight through it, but I'll slay him yet!" Nomenclature aside, are his exhortations so different? Ahab is obsessed with the one that got away.

Why are we haunted by lost fish? Primitive hunters, according to Joseph Campbell, believed that you only captured game you were worthy of capturing, and this primal belief still resonates in we sportsmen. Every lost fish swims away with a piece of our worthiness, just as Moby Dick swam away with Ahab's leg--the larger the fish, the larger the piece.

So forget about good v. evil, or reach v. gasp, or any of those other theories so solemnly expounded by your high school lit teacher; Ahab is an angler who is pursuing the big one that got away.

Given the same opportunity, every fisherman I know would do exactly the same. End

Articles by Dave Micus

Dave Micus lived in Ipswich, Massachusetts where he was an avid striped bass fly fisherman, writer, instructor and "star" of an episode of the outdoor show, Fly Fishing America. In 2006 he made the move from sea level to the Rocky Mountains of Montana where he has taken up fly rodding for trout, hunting and enjoying life in the "Big Country."

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