Wild, native fish? 62 °F water on a hot August morning? No other anglers? And, all that, just a quick drive from Metro Boston? I’m very grateful to fellow blog writer, fly rod maker and fishing guide, Geoff Klane, for reaching out and inviting me to chase brook trout. You see, work and family obligations
Bracingly-cold water during a heat wave, many fish on dry flies and a new experience. The Mrs. and I learned a few months ago that we would be empty nesters for a few summer weeks and for the first time ever. She suggested that I take her fly fishing. She had never been. Sign. Me.
When Jamie Carr proposed a blog writers’ outing to target big and wild brook trout and landlocked salmon, I was immediately in. So was Ashu Rao. I mean, what’s not to like? Salmonids and fishing buddies go hand-in-hand, and I’ve never fished in Maine. Plus, I had heard that 20″+ brookies were possible. Since the
I went to Nashua to visit some out-of-town family this past weekend. After spending time with family on Saturday, I got the much needed hall pass to fish on Sunday. My previously well laid-out plans to wake up early and fish till noon went out the window since I slept in till 9 am. Still,