Fly fishers are curious creatures. We probe the depths with a semblance of something we surmise a fish might want to bite. Quite often we do not know if fish are even present down there. Regardless, still we persevere. Ignorance is bliss, as they say. But some folks...

For some of us, it is a sort of in-between time. That is, Springtime freshwater trout fishing, with its high expectations of great catches, has waned. The dreaded summer doldrums, with their high-water temperatures and low flows are creeping in. And with that,...

Gettin’ down has become more costly of late. Not on the dance floor but in the world of fly-tying. There was a time, not that long ago it seems, when adding weight to a fly was easily accomplished by winding on some metal tinsel or wire. Then along came beads. Made...

We arrived early to find the parking lot already filled, with a line of people waiting outside the sheltered entrance of the Fanny Bay Hall. The hall was beautifully prepared for Saturday’s Celebration of Life ceremony for our recently departed fishing buddy, Keith...

In my youth I received sage advice from my second cousin on my Mom’s side, George. He told me, “Ya gotta use dem Mustard hooks. They make ’em in Norway and those guys really know how to make fishhooks. They hold real good and don’t bend.” Up until then the only brand...