It doesn’t make sense to drive four hours to fish for four hours. Not much of fly fishing makes sense to non-anglers: the long drives, the early wake-up times, the incorrigible obsessions with fly-pattern details, water flows, and bug hatches. But to devout anglers, it all makes absolute sense. View this post on Instagram A
A Magic Fly (for Today)
It was a tale of two halves today on the river. With forecast for rain and some potential lightning, I in the end decided to go for it and arrived early at the water, only to find absolutely no action. I didn’t see many bugs, and I couldn’t get any reactions from the fish. By
Bug Fest
Fellow blogger Ashu Rao was in town for the long weekend. We made plans to fish a half-day and met up bright and early at 5:30 am at one of his New Hampshire home waters. We think we may have seen a wild brown or brookie or two, but it was mostly stocked fish, with
Two of a Kind
I wrote last time after a mediocre outing on how fly fishing can be unpredictable: some days are great, some are meh, and most are in-between. Well, today was pretty darn good! I fished a half day, rising early and hitting the river as soon as I could. Immediately, I could see the river had