Posts from the “Stupid Stuff” Category

Can Fly Fishing Save A Community?

Posted on May 23rd, 2012

The sunglass maker Costa Del Mar has a new film out about fly fishing for arapaima in Guyana. I’ve only watched the trailer but am awaiting the DVD, and it seems well worth the screening. Sure all the protagonists are wearing Costa hats and sunglasses but so be it. I love fly fishing videos that go beyond just being awesome, and actually have some weight (see Rivers of A Lost Coast, Red Gold). This one seems to. It’s based on the premise that developing a catch-and-release fly fishery for these giant freshwater fish can create an eco-tourism economy and thereby save a community and ecosystem from habitat destruction. That’s a tall order, but I’m buying into it. I give Costa props for the message.…

Agent Foster Grant*

Posted on February 13th, 2012

I dig cheap sunglasses. I used to buy counterfeit Oakley jackets for five bucks in Midtown until I feared they were burning out my retinas. And I started fishing heavily. On the water switching from regular (street-legal) polarized to Costa 580 lenses rocked my world. I have two pair and the frames don’t fit me right but I don’t care because they give me HD X-Ray vision. I don’t wear my HD shades on the street anymore. They are susceptible to the indelicate hands of my two young children, who like to grab them bend them smudge them and, in the younger’s case, use them as a teething biscuit. For that reason alone I hit the Walgreen’s circular-spinning sunglass rack and found a bitchin…

Indicators of Mayan Accuracy

Posted on January 30th, 2012

The Trout Underground has been gathering evidence of the coming apocalypse for weeks now, but in the depths of Penn Station I saw all I needed to start construction on the panic room.  

Ain’t Too Proud

Posted on June 8th, 2010

Ron Jeremy once said of his life’s work, “Put a mirror under her nose and if I see fog, I’m going in.” There are some parallels here. If it hits a fly, I am going to cast to it without shame. When a gil or sunny hits a popper on a three-weight and turns its side to the fight, the rod bends all the same.

Shadow Boxing the Apocalypse

Posted on June 3rd, 2010

Did we not see this coming? The Chicago Sun-Times called out BP three years ago for dumping toxins into Lake Michigan. A Wikipedia page lists a long litany of offenses, mentioning that Mother Jones twice named BP one of the world’s 10 worst corporations. Another report says BP’s safety record is worse than you imagined. I fully realize it does nothing now to care and express anger after the fact. Do we need to refocus our conservation priorities? What good do slot limits and cutting up the little rings on plastic six-pack holders do if one careless, or possibly malevolent, corporation can so effortlessly undo any collective environmental gains? And who else has the potential to take a dump in our backyard?

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