Until I sat down to tie a few bwo's! Layed out all the tools, materials and put a 20 into the vise and suddenly turned into all thumbs. No matter what I did the dubbing was too thick, the wings a mess, and the hackle forget about it. So after about four of the crapiest flies every tied by man, I did what any sane man would do.... Throw them away and lay down for a nap. So after a rest and a meal it once again set everything up and out came a few beautiful bwo's good enough to eat.
Morale of the story, never let a feather beat you.
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