After a two-hour drive and six hours of hard fishing on Saturday, I had landed only one very small fish. I felt pretty dejected. But, I’ve learned in the past that if I keep going, good things usually happen. It certainly did again. At the bottom of this post are pictures of a 22″ brown
I assiduously follow Amelia and Dave Jensen on social media. They are living a cool life. In Alberta, Canada, they run a fishing lodge and a guide service. Then, during the N. American winter, they head to New Zealand to camp and fish during that hemisphere’s summer. And, they post some amazing videos, like the one
I was up at 2.30 am to be on the river before dawn. I wanted to catch a crazy and difficult hatch of Tricos, which are very small bugs about three to five millimeters long. The hatch is called the “White Winged Curse.” When trout focus on this bug, they will ignore everything else. Fish will be
It’s been a pretty busy two weeks, both because work has been consuming and because the news these days has been extremely intense. So, on a lighter note, I thought I’d share the video up top (or, click here). I like tuna. I like it even better now after seeing the video. It’s one of the best
I am starting this blog post at a river. I am admiring one of my children deftly handle a fly rod and land fish after fish. Here is my view. We are up at the northern tip of New Hampshire, close to Canada, for the July 4th weekend. It is my annual fishing pilgrimage to
Made up a new fly. Decided to give it a test drive and be back home for kids’ soccer. Landed seven wily brown trout and a pile of panfish. A great day so far.