I suspect that I am not the only one among our readership who has found fly fishing and actively uses it as a form of self-therapy. There is something about how this incredible past-time allows us to connect more deeply, not only with nature, but with ourselves, that makes it truly special. Whether on the
Category: Philosophy
Oh, Snap
I was feeling pretty good about things on Saturday morning. The temperature was 13 °F when I started fishing the Swift River, but I was armed with my winter fly-fishing essentials and felt comfortable. Trout were willing to take flies. Old flies worked. New flies did not. Tightlining rocked. Indicator nymphing completely failed. The action
Many Laughs and Many Fish
Fly fishing is amazing. Fly fishing with friends is even better. I’ve said that before, and I really mean it. Today, Alex, Ashu and I got together. What was supposed to be a half-day ended up being much longer. There were many laughs, many fish, and a few tears when fish popped off. Ashu and
Meet Our Community: Rowan Lytle, Connecticut Fly Angler
Not every fly fishing professional is a member of Team USA like Lance Egan, but, instead, is a pillar of our local communities. View this post on Instagram Likely the biggest bass of the herring run now that my river's blueback run is tapering off. It's been a brutal season of long nights and small fish.