On a recent trip to the White Mountains with my girlfriends dad, the worst happened! I forgot my floatant. Now when you have trudged down hill to a stream and there are trout at your feet just waiting to be caught, the last thing you want to do is walk up to the truck for floatant. So in a last ditch effort, mi compadre pulled out his handy dandy chapstick.
It was a life saver for sure on those little flies. Now I wouldn’t recommend replacing your floatant with chapstick by any means. But if you are ever in a pickle don’t forget this multi-talented skin-protectant.