Today, we saw, we fished, and we threw scuds. Before the blog team formed, and after Swift River Burn Out set in for me, I would still go back near year-end before “catch and keep” returned below Route 9 and the fish ended up in anglers’ freezers. Now, it’s fun to go with others. Fellow
The Little Truckee: So Much Good Water, I Barely Scratched the Surface
It’s been a busy fall for me. I have been collecting some fly-tying materials with my new, year-old bird dog. So, I haven’t made it out nearly as much as I want to the trout waters. Toss in some social obligations on key weekends, well, and, it just means I have been pitifully under-fishing. Short
Kelly Galloup’s Peanut Envy
Embarking on a new fly-fishing technique (in my case, making and throwing articulated streamers) is an exciting time. I read a lot and watch many videos. I consult with friends. The fly-fishing world again feels new and filled with wonderment. For each technique, there are definite domain experts. In the case of articulated streamers, Kelly
All or Nothing
I fished the Exeter last Saturday morning with my good friend, Lars. Since we both had afternoon plans, we met up early in the morning. This trip was a bit of a reset for both of us. The prior weekend, I broke my 10.5′ Cortland competition nymph rod while fishing the Farmington with Jo and