Category Archives: Fishing Stories
Twelve O’clock, Forty Feet
By Jason Tucker I STAND IN WHITE-SNOW SAND AND WATER, THE SUN SHINING WEAKLY DOWN FROM A BLUE SKY MUTED BY HAZE HIGH IN ANOTHER ATMOSPHERE REMOVED FROM THE ONE I BREATHE, SCANNING BELOW ME AN ATMOSPHERE LIKEWISE FOREIGN, SEARCHING FOR SHADOWS WHICH THEMSELVES SEARCH FOR THE SCUTTLING,...
Fingers Crossed
By Steven Brutger FOR MONTHS WE HAD OUR FINGERS CROSSED. Eying snow reports and talking to the few who had been in the mountains, we were cautiously optimistic. Despite a big snow year we had a shot at hitting it right. A few days too early and ice...
Persistence Pays In Silver and Brown
By Justin Pickett Pulling up to today’s lunch spot was a little more eventful than usual. A morning filled with hopping from spot to spot on a panga-style boat, named Ms. Suzy, had left us starving for a solid meal and a cold beer. The day’s...
Assault on Omaha Beach, a Study in Finding Carp
How to locate carp on new water, that are accessible to a flyrodder. I’ve been banging around ideas in my head for how to write a piece describing the best way to locate carp. Frankly, I've been struggling a little bit. The problem is, I can...
The River Is Full Of Want
By Louis Cahill "I DON'T DESERVE THAT FISH. I DON'T DESERVE THIS DAY ON THIS BEAUTIFUL RIVER. I DON'T DESERVE TO FISH WITH THESE GOOD MEN." I wade out into the rushing water of the Dean, farther than I should. The cold of the water grabs me...