Once upon a time I did quite a bit of fly fishing, and it shouldn’t be surprising I got involved with tying my own flies to match the bugs emerging from my local streams. In the past few years, fly fishing has become more of… Read More
From time to time I like to go off camping somewhere or another on my own. I don’t know how many times I’ve been asked, “why do you go alone?” and I have no explanation beyond that is it something I need to do once… Read More
Ken and I headed to the Grand River this afternoon to chase some trout. We had to take a roundabout route there, as the 401 highway was messed up due to a major collision, but we left in plenty of time and were on the… Read More
Or as Ramblin’ Jack said: Did you ever…..stand and shiver….just because, just because….you’re lookin’….at a ri-ver? I have to hand it to my friend Bill. He wasn’t discouraged after last week’s day on the Grand River, and yesterday afternoon he showed his determination. Bill’s casting… Read More
Yesterday afternoon, after I voted in our ill-fated Ontario provincial election, Bill picked me up and we headed for the Grand River for an evening of fly fishing. Bill is new to the fly fishing game, so we did some casting practice close to home… Read More
You can’t be unhappy in the middle of a big, beautiful river. Jim Harrison
I just read a book of essays about fly fishing by Thomas McGuane called The Longest Silence – a book given to me by a friend. There was a time I fly fished fairly seriously. I drove insane distances in pursuit of trout on a… Read More
The other day East Texas Red called the tag alder the trout’s best friend. It has other names – speckled alder, grey alder, hazel alder, hoary alder and mountain alder – but every trout fisherman I know calls them tag alders, sometimes with an expletive… Read More
Brook trout streams are among the prettiest places I know. They’re wild, elusive, fragile, mysterious. This one, somewhere in North Central Pennsylvania, is hidden away in a deep valley, so deep in places the stream cannot be seen from the dirt track above. To approach… Read More
With a break in the hot weather and the promise of a cloudy day, I felt compelled to load my fly rod and waders into the car this morning and go find a trout stream. It was a lovely day to be out, but then… Read More
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