I took a trip to the Cocheco with good friends Lars and Tyler on Friday afternoon. The recent warm weather had us chomping at the bit to get out and, luckily, we found our opportunity. March fishing by definition is fickle. Fish are still in their wintering lies, activity is slow, and bite windows are
Focus on what matters. Namely, that’s family and fishing. Maybe in that order. And, then, friends. Friends who fish, then other friends. Wait, do any of us have friends that aren’t already fishing, too? All joking aside, I find myself in Indiana, helping my parents get prepped for what is likely to be a really
Like anything, it takes a while to learn fly fishing. You have to commit to learning a plethora of skills. Knots, fly selection, and casting come to mind. Then, later, reading water and casting angles. As you go further down The Rabbit Hole, you may eventually skip the bobber and begin focusing on dry flies.
I’m on a kick to try new waters and fish in new situations. So, when Alex Bagdonas arranged for a float down a new river, I was ecstatic. Unfortunately for us, the coronavirus situation was becoming more clear and dire. We made do. Rather than carpool, we drove in separate cars. We wanted to make