Honestly, it was starting to get discouraging. Every Saturday or Sunday, I have been getting up early to be on the water before dawn. My goal? Intersect a robust Trico hatch and spinner fall. At long last, the stars aligned this past weekend, and I saw quite a few gulpers feasting on fallen bugs. It
Author: Jo Tango
Death of a Fisherman
Here is another humorous guest post from Bill Hager. It was the first time I had ever been in a morgue. It was a shock to see my fly fishing buddy stretched out on the table, awaiting identification by a friend or relative. “Yep, that’s Doover,” I told the coroner. “What was the cause of
Ready for Fall
Fellow blogger Ashu Rao had good advice. He said that we should fish on Sunday with low expectations. The water was low, temps were due to climb to 90 °F, and the trout had been pounded. We met up early in the morning with the hopes that we could intersect with Tricos, that interminably tiny
Flipping the Script
It was the same cast and the same stage. But the script was different, as the fish didn’t cooperate. I ventured from our house yesterday at 3 am, armed with Trico dries, spinners, and lightly-weighted sunken spinners. I had tied up some ant patterns, too. It felt like the right line-up for an August fly-fishing