He is worse than I am. If he doesn't lose a fly by casting into the brush/willows/poison oak/wild grapes/? on the far bank every 12 casts, he is having a bad day! I have seen him replace 24 flies in a three to four hour castathon. Off course he will out fish me 5 to one! His theory, the flies/nymphs fall down into the river from the overhanging or nearby brush.
When the stripers have their next meal close to the bank and sometimes even jumping on the shore, he will cast right on the shore and bring the fly back. He hooked a 35# in about 8 inches of water. The fish knocked the wind out of itself trying to dive after my son set the hook. He cast the fly onto the shore and flipped it back into the pod of bait and stripers. At least three stripers went ripping after his fly for an easy lunch!