Archive for August, 2009

TYING: Bendback Experimentation

Posted on August 27th, 2009

Copped this idea when I saw a version on the vise at Atlantic Outfitters. Not sure if they came up with the idea but I’d never seen it before at least. I brought home some Mustad 1/0 O’Shaugnessy hooks to give it a go. It’s not really a bendback because you don’t have to physically alter the hook, but it’s the  same principle.  I tried something similar with bass hooks a while ago but gave that up because I didn’t like how they swam. I like how these swim so far. Good vertical jigging action with a slow retrieve, and they bounce well along bottom. Now I just need to get down to my Florida ditches for some serious recon. UPDATE: Here is an…

PHOTOS: Killer Vintage Salt

Posted on August 24th, 2009

Page 38 of Fly Fishing in Salt Waters Shared via AddThis The latest issue of Fly Fishing In Salt Waters contains an awesome article by Ed Mitchell about pioneering salt water fly fishing with bamboo rods. The photos for the story are awesome black and whites from a photographer named Charlie Ebbets. Check out the online gallery of all his work. There’s an awesome shot of Joe Brooks jumping a fish on a big plug.

Going Up Around The Bend

Posted on August 19th, 2009

The car thermometer read 94 over asphalt today. If I’m going to be hot, make it worth it. I’ve got ideas. Put me in the back country and erase any semblance of chronology so that a word like “Tuesday” loses its bearing and the future is what’s around the bend of a mangrove channel. There’s where the ambient heat is a lesser thing to stand.

Lesser Crimes Against Fly Fishing And Humanity

Posted on August 17th, 2009

Nantucket Reds Meatloaf (the singer) Flies bought at Wal-Mart. Species Dissing Trolling (flies only. Trolling smokers for pelagics is good. Real good.) Scent Fishing in car commercials. Fishing in beer commercials. Fishing in enlarged prostate medication commercials. Keeping score out loud. Using “fishing” and “zen” in the same sentence. Chain link fences.

House Work

Posted on August 12th, 2009

The congregation of baitfish assembles in the presumed protective coverage of the house. The gamefish, working solo or in numbers, hunker in the same false security. The fly that lands in the shadow line can’t be a threat. Can it? Hopefully, the answer comes to them too late.

BLOGS: Flats Walker

Posted on August 12th, 2009

New blogs pop up every day, but not all of them from Cayman Islands bonefish guides. And so far the posts on Flats Walker look solid. From an account of his first fly experience: I’m standing on the northeastern-most tip of the peninsula where I grew up and as I look out over the flats I’m facing north toward Cuba and Key West beyond… Man, it’s hard to cast when you’re chest deep in water and your line is flowing away in a huge loop. I only hit myself with the fly once (square in the back of the head), and yes, it hurt, but I didn’t hook myself… From a tarpon account: This has to be a mistake; you should never have come.…

Down with the Disease

Posted on August 10th, 2009

Why would a grown man, already suffering from the known reasons for sleep deprivation, get up at 5:30 in the morning and drive an hour away to fish some nondescript municipal pond overrun with Canadian geese? Carp, that’s your answer. Investing time in fish that don’t seem to care very much weighs on you. Rejection makes you want them all the more. Chris Michels of Creek Addict has been catching a few. Seeing as he’s one step closer to John Montana than I am, I met up with him at one of his carp spots. We could see the fish mudding in a foot of water. We watched them move time and again just out of casting range. We placed several of Chris’s nymph…

The Kids Are Alright

Posted on August 9th, 2009

Get your sons, daughters, nieces and nephews involved in fly fishing. Start by going to the Fishy Kid site and downloading the coloring book, and entering the coloring contest.  Then, with the gear they might win, teach them how to use it. Then everybody wins.

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