It felt like December on the Swift As yesterday was a holiday in Massachusetts, I headed out for a day of fly fishing. It was cold, windy, and rainy. The water was 38 degrees. I landed three rainbows to the net, and it was a great deal of work and fun at the same time.
I’m new to dry fly fishing as of last autumn. But, I’m hopelessly hooked. I recall a warm afternoon during which I spent hours nymphing on the Millers, to no avail. Suddenly, fish started to rise as BWOs fluttered upwards. I floated a beetle imitation, as I didn’t have small BWOs on me. I was
As I’ve written previously, I want to be an open book about flies and techniques. So many great folks have helped me out over the years. Glad to pay it forward. So, I wanted to write about the flies that have been working for me thus far. I think newly-stocked trout are attracted to bright
I yesterday fished the Swift River for a few hours. Finishing my taxes was pretty stressful, and I didn’t have any afternoon meetings scheduled. So, I decided to take a half-day of vacation time. I chatted with some anglers along the path, and everyone was in a great mood. It was a gloriously sunny and warm