I landed at Bozeman, picked up the car and a lunch, and headed straight for the Madison River. The drive was glorious once you got out of the city. Bugs were everywhere: salmon flies, mayflies, and caddis in all sizes and colors. View this post on Instagram A post shared by BlogFlyFish.com (@blogflyfish) Anglers were
Author: Jo Tango
Montana 2024
It is wheels up, and I am writing this while on a flight to Montana, my happy place. The Mrs. has family based out there, and even more family has relocated to the area. My plan is pretty straightforward: fish, explore new water, get up early, eat PB&J sandwiches during the day, return late, tie
At the Vise: Sulphur Cripple
It could be coincidence, but I’ve had good luck throwing Sulphur Cripple patterns. This weekend, a brown almost at 19″ took one. Last month, a 20″ brown ate one as well. (Blog posts here and here.) Even when it doesn’t work, the pattern gets a lot of looks. Both times, I fished the flies on a
The Shallows
The river was chock full of anglers when I arrived at 7 am. Not every spot was taken: just the ones I wanted to fish. I fished the B water, working my way around anglers. A tightliner above me did well, fishing heavy flies. Relegated to skinny water, I focused on dries. I started with