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At NEC8 Wendy White presented me with an atrocious dry fly, she called it the wooly bugger dry fly. Here's a quick-and-dirty scan of it:
Anyhow....20 or so conclavers gathered at what was renamed the Conclave Circus Pool that morning, and each took turns casting to various fishies while the crowd of hecklers looked on. The recently-stocked trout proved quite selective, and many folks (like, um, Sheldon) resorted to sensible patterns for picky trout with at least marginal success.
But I had Wendy's wooly bugger dry fly in my possession, and picky trout be damned! I tied that big, fuzzy thing on, dusted it with floatant, and WHAM! Wendy took the next two shots of me playing and landing the poor victim of her fly-tying misadventure: