I awoke on Saturday morning to the unsettling lack of sound and a quiet house. There was a note on the counter in the barely legible print of an 11 year-old boy: “Gone Fishin’ (to the lake).” Although my first instinct was to hustle downstairs to grab my rod and join my early-rising son and
Narrow Bite Windows
Sometimes, it all comes together with fly fishing. You miraculously find stretches of water devoid of anglers, the hatches trundle forward and overlap so that you always have magical dry-fly action, and catching wild fish suddenly seems so easy and effortless. That didn’t happen to me on Saturday. No, we’re still seeing incredible traffic at
Bend of Brothers
This past Thursday I arranged a fly fishing trip for five of my colleagues who are leaders in the organization for which we work. This is the eighth year in a row we have had our “fishing extravaganza” where we see if we can put a few good bends in our rods. For the most
Luck Favors the Prepared: Tackle and Gear for Islamorada
I’ll soon be getting on a plane to Miami International Airport, from where I’ll be renting a car to head to Islamorada, also known as The Sport Fishing Capital of the World. My father Mike and I will be flats fishing with Captain Chuck Schafstall, the guide assigned to us by Orvis Endorsed operation Florida