Catching bluefish with a fly rod is some of the most fun I’ve ever had in the great outdoors. They are underrated quarry, overshadowed by the more popular striped bass. Pound for pound, they fight harder than striped bass. I’m here to tell you that landing a decent bluefish on a fly rod approaches the
No Tricos
Truth be told, my plan was to fish the morning spinner fall for just a few hours and then head back. So much for plans. With temps cooler and gas cheaper, I felt motivated to get up at 3:30 am to fish. I hit a favorite spot, found an agreeable 52°F water temp reading, and
A Half Day on the Deerfield
This article is a continuation of an earlier article “Conversations on Hwy 2” Driving up Zoar Road at 6 am, I was pleased to see that all of the pull-offs next to the highly desirable pools on the Deerfield River were without vehicles. That meant I had my choice of pools. I knew the ones
Trials and Tribulations of the Swift River
Is there anything more aggravating than having a fish drop out of its feeding lie, follow your fly downstream for a few breathless seconds, its snout just millimeters away from the gleaming hook, only to reject it at the last second? How about having two fish do the same thing at the same time. Add