Once or twice a year, I go out of town for a solo fly fishing weekend. I did so this weekend and met someone to whom my heart goes out. I’ll explain. When I take a fishing trip, I live a monastic life, getting up early, packing a lunch to eat while on the water,

Amidst a gentle Saturday snowfall, I decided to go shopping. A new Cabela’s store just opened about a 30 min. drive away. I’ve been a mail order customer for some time. They have good and cheap fishing equipment. The store was mobbed. Surprisingly, they had a decent fly fishing section. I picked up a few

I woke up at 3.30 am today. Drove to a river. Fished all day, and ate lunch standing up in the river. Drove back. Arrived home at 8.30 pm. I had a blast. The sun felt warmer today, and there were more bugs emerging, which is good for the trout and is a clear sign that spring

Today, Sunday, was filled with a lot of fun work. I awoke before dawn and drove to the Farmington River. It was challenging. The water is cold and the trout are savvy this time of year. But, it all worked out: a 19″ brute of a brown trout. Photos up top. And, an even bigger