On Saturday, I had some good luck finding fish, including a really stunning 17″ buttery brown and a 16″ feisty male. At lunch time, I went back to the car and heard a car stop behind me. “Did you catch many fish?” I heard a kind voice and turned around. It was an older lady,
Category: Fly fishing
Truth Be Told
For fly anglers, March is a time for when our eyes are bigger than our stomachs. The sun is starting to get higher on the horizon, the snow pack has largely melted, and bugs are ever so slightly starting to get more active. After a long winter with iced fly rods, savage winds, and standing
Friendships on the Water
Some years ago, for grins and chuckles, I started to write for a fly-fishing blog (here). I did so to document my learnings, failures, and outings for myself. Plus I love writing. Gradually, other anglers offered to write for the blog as well, and we became a crew. We are passionate fly fishers who want
Winter Is a Time for Rest
I had “slept in” until 5:30 am. There was no rush to get to the river by dawn, as the temps were low and I didn’t want to deal with icy trails in the dark. When I arrived at a favorite pull out, I was the only car there. When I got to the river
Short but Sweet
It was a great Sunday! I had gone to Mass on Saturday so that I could fish on Sunday. I drove five hours to fish for four. It was a chilly 29 °F at dawn. I fortunately landed a really good fish that was just under 19″. I pursued a high-risk, high-reward strategy of throwing
Drop Off
Another one of our children left for college for the first time this past weekend. You’d think by the third time that college drop-off would get easier. In a way, it does. But, for the most part, it doesn’t. For a parent, drop off is a mixed bag. You’re happy that your children are happy.