For my Sunday outing at the Deerfield (a write-up on Saturday here), I awoke absurdly early, mindful of how I had been shut out at Salmon River tribs when I didn’t get up early enough. I am a very early riser naturally, but some anglers are something else. Gunners. The paranoia was unwarranted. I didn’t
Category: Deerfield River
A Detour
I was really pumped to spend the weekend at the Salmon River. I had tied new flies, bought a switch rod, and loaded the car. My anticipation was stratospheric. Unfortunately, a few hours before waking up for the long drive, the powers-that-be unleashed high flows from the dam. I already was beyond the cancellation deadline
Embrace Our Streams
If you hadn’t noticed, the rivers were blown out this weekend. The Deerfield by Charlemont hit nearly 9,000 cfs, which was a real drag because the only water really able to be tackled safely was the Swift. It also was a problem because the high water meant the Deerfield River Watershed TU chapter couldn’t get
Wild Ride?
We piled the family into the car and headed towards Western MA, trying to take advantage of one of the few nice fall days this season. We were hoping for a picnic, some leaf peeping, and some apple picking. Of course, implicit in my agreement was the fact that we’d pack the fly rods, so