I always go for a ton of gear then strike out
downriggers, side planers, divers, gang trollers flys galore every doo hickey and gadget and come home with an empty cooler.
then I go fishing with this old fart on ancient old pole with leaded line that's got to be older than me, gang troller that's 50 years old a wedding ring and we got a limit.
Run out three colors he says, spool out three colors and BAM fish on!

Here's to old farts that know how to fish!

In case you can't tell I have a love/hate relationship with LR