It was a great day. After the Covid-19 ordeal the past few weeks and losing a big brown last time out at water new to me (details here), maybe I was due or maybe it was just luck? Either way, I’m in. I thought about that big brown this past week and tied up flies,
If you see someone at a river carrying two fly rods, there’s a chance that it is I. Sometimes, I bring one rigged for streamers and another one ready for bobbers. Sometimes, I have one rigged with wet flies, while another one is ready for dries. I bring a Euronymphing rod probably just 10% of
Davy Wotton is a fish hawk (prior posts here and here). A member of the Fly Fishing Hall of Fame and previously on the Wales national team, he knows his stuff. I attribute much of what I know about wet-fly fishing to him and a detailed chapter about him in Dave Hughes’ Wet Flies book.
I’ve been heading out each weekend to fish. It has become both a want and a need, as we ride out the first wave of Covid-19. I cannot explain how nice it felt to be outside, feel a breeze on my face, and to engage in an activity that reminded me of how life used