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
Category: Swift River
Run, Gun and Done
If you’re a parent, you too are familiar with schedule-juggling, seizing short windows open to fishing, and making time for your family. Today, I found myself in a familiar situation, which called for the “run, gun and done” play. It meant getting up early to fish and striving to be home by noon. We have
The Micro-Thin Euronymphing Leader
Sometimes, you choose your fly-fishing schedule. Sometimes, the schedule chooses you. I fished today during the Nor’easter. With Real Life very busy these days, I don’t have many windows for fishing. I get what I get. So, with Saturday morning open, I had been looking forward to test-driving my micro-thin Euronymphing leader (prior post and
Fall on the Swift
I discovered a large spider web in my left wading boot when I went to pack up the car. I’ll let that serve as the metaphor for how often I have been fishing lately. I have been too tangled in my current web of life to make it to the water. However, I snuck out