Fly fishing is a lot of great things. But one of the best things is the way mini-friendships can happen spontaneously on a river. Saturday, my fishing buddy, Doover2, and I drove to what we knew would be a flooded and chilly Farmington River. We were hoping that the rising river would mean active trout
Category: Farmington River
Swing Vote 2020
We are so excited that Bill Hager has joined our blog team. He has written guest posts in the past and which so many of us have enjoyed. The good news is that Bill will be writing more posts. Here’s the next one: another funny one. Welcome to the team, Bill! I’ve begun to question
Chumming and Illegal Barbed Hooks
Last spring, I was at the Farmington and heard a lot of yelling. A fly angler was saying something to a centerpinner. The latter eventually walked away. Later, I scooted over to the fly angler and got the download. He saw the centerpinner chumming, and he suspected the angler was fishing with a barbed hook,
To Deceive
It wasn’t all wine and roses for my fishing outing at the Farmington. Shelf ice, one slip, cold water, and even colder rain made for an adventure. But, the bonus was that hardly anyone was out. I started off at dawn chucking big streamers. It was a quintessential roll of the dice on a winter
