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Dean
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Today I fished the Sandy (report coming soon, didn't catch anything but beautiful day!). I was fishing a very crowded area, and I arrived at the same time as another angler. I talked to a different guy who was leaving for a while, and ended up taking his spot around the same time this other angler started casting. I was about 100 feet from this other dude, and I watched how far down he was drifting his bobber before I cast for the first time to make sure I wouldn't interfere with him at all.
So, I step out into the river, start casting, and I notice this other guy seems agitated. I didn't put 2 and 2 together and thought he was just having a bad day and maybe having a mental illness episode (like he was REAL pissed) and I kept fishing. He gets more mad, and ends up grabbing a large piece of driftwood, walking towards me, and throws it in the river to where it will float right by me. That's when I realized he was mad at me. He stomped off angrily right after.
I just wanted to make sure I wasn't being a jerk here. If it was a remote location and I saw somebody else, I would keep walking but I figured we could fish within eyesight of each other here and it was fine. There were like 80 cars in the parking lot, and I saw countless walkers / cyclists so it was very much so an urban nature experience. We also never came close to each other with our bobbers so I don't think that could have possibly been an issue. Just kind of confused and wanted to make sure I didn't violate some unspoken rule (I've only been fishing for a couple years, and my buddy taught me steelheading on a very remote river where we didn't see anybody else!).
So, I step out into the river, start casting, and I notice this other guy seems agitated. I didn't put 2 and 2 together and thought he was just having a bad day and maybe having a mental illness episode (like he was REAL pissed) and I kept fishing. He gets more mad, and ends up grabbing a large piece of driftwood, walking towards me, and throws it in the river to where it will float right by me. That's when I realized he was mad at me. He stomped off angrily right after.
I just wanted to make sure I wasn't being a jerk here. If it was a remote location and I saw somebody else, I would keep walking but I figured we could fish within eyesight of each other here and it was fine. There were like 80 cars in the parking lot, and I saw countless walkers / cyclists so it was very much so an urban nature experience. We also never came close to each other with our bobbers so I don't think that could have possibly been an issue. Just kind of confused and wanted to make sure I didn't violate some unspoken rule (I've only been fishing for a couple years, and my buddy taught me steelheading on a very remote river where we didn't see anybody else!).