The number one thing I expect is to put me on fish. They can't cast for me or make the fish eat my fly. But if they can show me fish, I know the rest is up to me. Fish won't eat a fly? That's just fishing for you. Fish spooks on a cast? That's just fishing.
I also expect guides to be courteous. If they get ticked at me for missing a shot, that's fine. I'm probably upset too. Just don't be irate like the stories you hear from the old crusty Florida guides of yesteryear. Granted, I think a lot of these guides are gone.
Here's a picture of me, my dad, and a great guide, Bully.
I say this because when I'm fishing with a guide, I'm on vacation. Guides must go on vacation, too, and they wouldn't want to be yelled at on vacation, would they?
All of this being said, I've had great luck with every fly fishing guide I've fished with. There has been only one guy who was kind of a jerk. He didn't really get upset so much as he was just lazy and couldn't find fish. He didn't seem to look very hard, either.
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