I wish I had written this post in June, directly after fishing with my good friends in the Maine woods in May. But having waited so long also presents some benefits beyond sating the procrastination goods. It distills the memories to the most meaningful moments. Well okay, sometimes it’s also just random gobblied-y-gook which rears
Author: Joe Drake
Shad Run Fun (Well, Mostly….)
New England, and Massachusetts in particular, is home to an amazing migration of the sea’s bounty to inland. You may be think that it is a hidden salmon run kept secret from the masses by government conspiracy? Well you would be wrong. According to the lowest dam’s fish lift on the Connecticut River, a whopping
Small-Stream Spring Serenades
I blinked, and just like that, it was spring. This year’s transition between the extended (and prolonged and horrid and muddy) winter and what we are currently experiencing seemed to have truly skipped spring and launched us into early summer. That is not a complaint per se, just a bit confused where spring went this
Borger’s Fly Fishing Book Series and the Strip Nymph
I haven’t been able to get out to much since December. It’s been making my casting arm all twitchy. Work, school, and other life obligations have had to take priority and I am sorry to expect many of you can identify with that. This year’s glacially slow turn in seasons, which has been Ice Ages