For my Sunday outing at the Deerfield (a write-up on Saturday here), I awoke absurdly early, mindful of how I had been shut out at Salmon River tribs when I didn’t get up early enough. I am a very early riser naturally, but some anglers are something else. Gunners. The paranoia was unwarranted. I didn’t
A Detour
I was really pumped to spend the weekend at the Salmon River. I had tied new flies, bought a switch rod, and loaded the car. My anticipation was stratospheric. Unfortunately, a few hours before waking up for the long drive, the powers-that-be unleashed high flows from the dam. I already was beyond the cancellation deadline
A Late Start
Winter fly fishing is tough. It is very much hit or miss. I have caught fish as early as January 2nd, and, last year, I caught my first in February. This year was very much “miss.” Through my first four trips on moving water, I only managed two takes and missed both. Needless to say,
River Updates and a Favorite Fly
It’s been a challenging winter, and I’m very much looking forward to spring. Apologies for my lack of posting. Call it a combination of acclimating to a new job, family obligations, and a generally tough winter for fishing. I made it out many times, but slow days and skunkings kept me from writing posts. I’ll