Last light today in the canyon. #nofilter A photo posted by Lance Egan (@lanceeganflyfishing) on Jan 21, 2017 at 7:38pm PST On Instagram, I follow some elite fly fishing anglers. Some are on the national team. Yesterday, one of them posted the picture above. Stunning. The photo reminds me how I feel at the end
Was up before dawn and was all done by noon. The river was quiet. Snow became sleet and became freezing rain. There are few people out on the water in the winter, particularly when there’s precipitation. I love it. It’s a favorite time for me to be out there. Snow all around, treacherous ice on
After yesterday’s surprise, I decided to head back out. I prepped Sunday Dinner in the morning and was on the water by 10 a.m. It all worked out. An unexpectedly high-volume day. Some of my favorite fish are below. Grateful for a beautiful day.
I was in the car by 5 a.m., coffee ready, podcasts downloaded, and a PB&J sandwich in the next seat. I drove the 75 min. to the river in the dark. The goal was to be well on the water before the sun peeked up. The temperature outside was 9 °F as I parked on
To fit in school events, we celebrated my birthday over a few days. It was a very simple set of events, which I liked. For lunch, Mrs. T. and I went out for some noodles, a Chinese tradition. Long noodles are meant to symbolize a long life. The next day, she made me a special
In New England, Monday was a holiday. For the long weekend, I went to Barkhamsted, CT, to fish. I rented a small room on a river. Fished about eight to 10 hours a day. Water was very low, which made for very challenging conditions. The fish spooked easily, and so, you had to slowly creep