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KINKS OF ALL KINDS 



had a "few" by the way he acted. 



"Well, Bill, how did you make 

 out?" 



"Oh ! not so bad. I got three, 

 one a pretty fair sized bass, and 

 the others will reach about two 

 pounds each." 



Of course, my first question 

 was : "What wind of a bait have 

 you been using?" 



"A Hildebrandt No. 3 single, 

 with Red Ibis fly tied on a num- 

 ber 3/0 hook." 



"Have you an extra Ibis in your 

 tackle book?" I asked. 



"Sorry, Val, but this is the only 

 one I have with me, but you may 

 use this one after breakfast if you 

 like," Bill replied. 



Of course I refused to rob Bill 

 of his sport, but right then and 

 there I got to thinking how I 

 could rig up a fly of this sort. All 

 during breakfast, I had nothing to 

 say, but was doing a heap of 

 thinking, and while pondering 

 over my coffee and cigar an idea 

 hit me. 



"Bill, I am going to make a 

 Red Ibis," said I. He laughed 

 and said: "All right, go to it, 

 but you can go out with me and 

 we can use this Ibis fly I have 

 in partnership." I told him there 

 was nothing doing, that I'd have 

 a fly in a few minutes. Start- 

 ing for the veranda where my 

 tackle book, net, rod, etc., were 

 lying, I proceeded to dig up some 

 red felt, which I cut in a "V" 

 shape, one for each side ; my part- 

 ner watching with wondering 

 eyes. (See illustration.) 



After trimming the felt nicely, 

 rounding the corners, etc., I dug 

 again, this time for a spool of 

 red winding silk, which I usually 

 carry with me for emergency. 

 Then I picked up a Mayer 

 Weighted Weedless Hook, bent 

 back the guards, and proceeded to 

 wind my felt on the leaded part. 

 Bill laughed, and said: "Some fly 

 that!" I took it good naturedly 

 and told him to wait. I was not 

 through yet. Then I cut a small 

 piece of pork rind about an inch 

 long and also cut this in a "V" 

 shape, the largest end being about 

 a quarter of an inch in width and 

 stuck the pointed end of the rind 

 on the hook to make the feather 

 tail. 



My partner looked at me in 

 amazement and said : "Of all the 

 kinks that is the best kink I have 

 ever seen!" 



I attached this home-made Ibis 

 to a Hildebrandt Spinner, No. 3 

 Idaho, and told Bill I was ready 

 for that big one. 



We started out again in sepa- 

 rate boats and I covered the right 

 shore line this time and Bill the 

 left. With a parting remark from 

 Bill to the effect that he hoped 

 I'd connect that home-made Ibis 

 to a nice bass and a wave of his 

 hand, we were off for the fore- 

 noon's fishing. To make a long 

 story short, that home-made Ibis 

 was the "ticket" and I connected 

 all right; came in at 11 a. m. with 

 four bass and one small pickerel. 

 The total weight of the five was 

 fifteen pounds. Since then I have 



