Last night, I dreamt of my favorite White Mountains stream. It rises deep in the Pemigewasset Wilderness and is chock full of native brook trout. Like most White Mountains streams, it has high-gradient, small, and deep pools and heavily-weathered granite boulders. Similarly, its inhabitants run on the smaller side. Despite their small size, brook trout
Author: Ashu Rao
First Post of the Year: Desperation
This post highlights one of the biggest lessons I learned this year. Many times last year, particularly in the spring, I felt the need to catch fish. My overall experience was based on how many fish I caught. As the season went on, I realized that there is more to fishing than catching. Slowly, I
Season Recap: Lessons Learned
After the recent cold spell, I threw in the towel for my fly fishing season. Although at times I like winter fly fishing, iced-up guides, cold feet, and subzero temperatures aren’t my cup of tea. Plus, I couldn’t ignore the pinhole leak in my right leg any more. So, in the comfort of my living
Cloudy Day at the Deerfield
I fished the Deerfield on Sunday. It was a low-volume day. In fact, I did not hook a single fish in the first three hours. I tried all types of water, rotated flies, and adjusted weight, with only a handful of misses to show. Also, to make matters worse, Fife Dam released water an hour