A 3-weight fly rod, a handful of generic bugs, and a New Jersey, Pennsylvania, and New York fishing license are five things you can find in my truck pretty much at all times. To me, they are as essential as a jack, tire iron and spare. That's because as far as I'm concerned, fishing can be a spontaneous event. You never know where you'll end up and what piece of water will be begging for a cast. Over the weekend, I got the chance to bust out the emergency fishing tackle.