A few years ago, Eric Rickstad and I made plans to go to Montana in late April for the Orvis Western Guide Rendezvous. As soon as our travel plans were finalized, Eric started talking . . .
Read MoreWritten by: William G. Tapply
Fly fishing can be the best kind of therapy.
It was noontime on that pretty Wednesday in September, and I was sitting on the sofa watching television when Vicki came into the room and stood squarely in front of me. “For heaven’s. . .
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When I first read those words around fifteen years ago, I could count on one hand the times I had fished. And I’d never tried fly-fishing. Don’t get me wrong. I knew about fly-fishing. I’d seen . . .
Read MoreWritten by: Emily Roley, Taos Fly Shop
Here is the extent of what I knew about the White River the morning we head east: it is in Arkansas, it is a big tailwater, and it is home to massive brown trout. Of these three facts the most . . .
Read MoreWritten by: Kip Vieth, Wildwood Float Trips
One of the things that I love most in my life is the Mississippi River. I live on the banks of the Mississippi in Minnesota, not all that far from its source, Lake Itasca. The river is where I call . . .
Read MoreWritten by: Josh Diller
Although I now live and guide in Colorado, I’m originally from Lancaster, Pennsylvania, and this year I spent the holidays with family and friends back East. For some people, such a trip might mean . . .
Read MoreWritten by: Drew Ross, Looknfishy
Getting to fish with friends isn’t something I get to do very often, primarily because I fish during the week while most responsible people are at work. But just before Thanksgiving, a buddy called . . .
Read MoreWritten by: Toby Swank, Fins & Feathers Fly Shop
It’s day three, and the wind is blowing 20 out of the north–down from 30 to 40 the last two days. The water is dirty, stirred-up by the steady gale deviating from the prevailing norm. The sun is to my . . .
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Back when we were just starting out as trout fishermen and couldn’t get enough of it, Art Currier and I would pick the first likely weekend in late March or early April to break our winter famine. We’d . . .
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I’ve had a long history with a fish called the little tunny or false albacore. Younger New England fly fishers are amazed that, when I started fly-fishing in salt water in the late 1970s, we did not . . .
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