It was the same cast and the same stage. But the script was different, as the fish didn’t cooperate. I ventured from our house yesterday at 3 am, armed with Trico dries, spinners, and lightly-weighted sunken spinners. I had tied up some ant patterns, too. It felt like the right line-up for an August fly-fishing
Category: Flies and fly tying
The Wild Ride
If you’ve ever been to Disney and have been on Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride, you’ll have a feel for how my fishing day went. It was filled with twists and turns and surprises around each bend. The day started innocently enough, with me awaiting a Trico hatch and spinner fall that didn’t happen. It’s early
Y Not?
My wife was spending Saturday on her own with some well-deserved time at the beach. Having recently done well fishing in the evening at the Swift River, I decided to give in to the kids’ demands for an evening trip to the Swift. I usually don’t take both of them on my own. There
The 8x Blues
During a pandemic, when every day starts to feel about the same, my fly-fishing outings have started to blur together, too. This wasn’t intended to be a dry-fly summer, and, trust me, I’m not complaining. But, I’m feeling the need to mix things up next time. Yesterday found me again waking up at 2:30 and