The Chief Export of Chuck Norris Is Pain
Posted on February 29th, 2008
Fly Fish Chick asked who to hide behind in a bar fight? The guy wearing the Chuck Norris Action Jeans. (They won’t bind your legs.)
Tagged: Chuck Norris Action Jeans
Fly Fish Chick asked who to hide behind in a bar fight? The guy wearing the Chuck Norris Action Jeans. (They won’t bind your legs.)
Tagged: Chuck Norris Action Jeans
One good thing about freshwater fishing in South Florida is that bass live everywhere. And bass whack flies, it’s a proven fact.
I was on a different blog provider for a while, but now everything is on Fishingjones.com
The power outage that rippled north from Turkey Point on Tuesday did not slow down the peacock bass fishing. I also got the chance to test a version of the bass fly bendback tied with a Gamakatsu bass hook. I couldn’t get it to work with any weight whatsoever but got it to swim decently with an expoy head and a long length of super hair. Both largemouth and peacock bass hit it, so that was encouraging, but I’d like to see someone with some aptitude at the vise give it a go.
Tagged: bass hooks, bendbacks, flies, Florida, Fly Fishing, peacock bass
What happens when the people in charge of upholding an environmental law work to circumvent it. For those not familiar, the Chesapeake Bay watershed is only the largest in the United States, as well as the most important estuary on the Eastern seaboard. It’s also the world’s largest striped bass nursery.
Any day now, the fishingjones.com url will bring you here. One theological argument from back in the day surmised that the universe runs according to design, and any design must have a designer, proving the existence of God. Some theologians carried that a step further, making the argument that God designed the universe but then skipped town. That’s how I feel about eponym, my former blog host. I switched to them a year and a half ago, and loved the simple template design and ease-of-use. But then their customer service and support staff seemed to disappear, maybe to Mexico or the back roads of Myanmar. At heart, I am a Darwinist, and I turned to WordPress in accordance with survival of the fittest. So far…
This will be the new location for Fishing Jones as soon as I get to migrating.
I hit the ground running, rented a Mach 1 73 Ford Mustang*, and did what I had to do. After taking care of business, I called two friends in the afternoon to try and get them to ditch work and go fishing. But they have real jobs. *Chevy Malibu
Tagged: peacock bass; fly fishing
Tagged: brown trout, Fly Fishing, nymph, winter
It’s ok to admit your failures, and so far I’ve gotten just one email for the anti-hero photo contest, and Murdock forgot to attach his photo, so it’s time to switch it up. I’m still giving away the j fisher hat, but now it goes to the first person to identify the author of this passage and the title of the work. It has nothing to do with fishing, but it’s one of my favorite excerpts from one of my favorite writers. Email me the correct answer to fishingjonesATgmail.com or post it in comments and, if you’re first, I’ll send you the hat… “I left Vicki , went upstairs, crouched over the typewriter, and looked out the window. It was hopeless. All my life I had…