2 IN 1

Early this morning, after having satisfied our sleepy wives, we packed the fishing gear, our garlic sausage sandwiches, a small bottle of Rose´d’Anjou… loaded it all into the trunk of the car and, like heros of our time pranced down the asphalt of our magnificent country roads. The fish trembled in their fishy high-rises and tried, without success, to render themselves invisible.

Tonight, magnanimously, we shall invite the neighbors (whom we abundantly detest) and, with a hypocritical smile let them know that we are dauntless, able and generous. The moment they return home the wife of the neighbor will shame her husband with disparaging remarks: “My husband the bumbler, Fleche at least brings home fresh fish. Ah! I should have married him instead of a cretin of the Alps like you.”

Sadly, this brilliant scenario became more of a nightmare; the river was like the Gobi Desert. Not a single trout in view. And to turn the knife in the wound, a family of chubby wild boars and young tender deer came to watch us for a laugh. That’s when you regret not having brought along your Cabela’s 22 long rifle instead of the damned fishing rod.

Of course there’s also the reverse; you go pheasant hunting and there in the river next to you is the hatch of the century with trout crying out joyfully and fighting each other to get at the crazy caddis fly.  And there you are looking like a jerk with  your hunting rifle.

This kind of calamitous story happens to us so often (certainly to you as well) that today after years of research we have the honor to reveal our marvelous: “2 in 1”. Just like the discovery of penicillin it’s very simple, but of course, first, you have to come up with the idea. 

Already from cottages everywhere are the resounding cries that warms our heart: “Thank you and, once more, bravo le Mouching!”