“Secrets of the Littlehorn,” by William G. Tapply

The Littlehorn River begins at the outlet of a small cottage-rimmed pond, follows the old Boston & Maine railroad tracks behind gas stations and strip malls and suburban backyards, passes under three highway bridges, and ends several aimless miles . . .

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“Opening Day 1938,” by William G. Tapply

Written by: William G. Tapply


Bill Tapply didn’t share Opening Day with his famous father, but they both spent it on the water.
Photo courtesy Vicki Stiefel

An unexpected glimpse into the past sparks childhood memories.

The other day, I was unpacking a carton of old books that my father left behind, and I paused at a nice Derrydale edition of A Tomato Can Chronicle by Edmond Ware Smith. I remembered how . . .

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“Volkswagen Cove,” by William G. Tapply

Written by: William G. Tapply


A young Bill Tapply shares an on-stream victory with his father, H.G. “Tap” Tapply.
Photo by Harold F. Blaisdell from Tap’s Tips: Practical Advice for All Outdoorsmen

In the last month of my father’s life, when he knew his days were numbered, fishing memories comforted and sustained him. He’d had a good life, he said. No regrets. He’d been pretty . . .

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“Same Time Next Year,” by William G. Tapply

Written by: William G. Tapply


Fishing the “Big Lake” for smallmouths was twice an annual tradition for Bill Tapply.
Photo courtesy Colin McKeown, of The New Fly Fisher 

It was shortly after the arrival of the new year—the snow drifts around the north side of my barn stood eight feet deep, and the red stuff in the thermometer outside my kitchen window was . . .

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Story: “First Principles,” by William G. Tapply

Written by: William G. Tapply


“Try and err and figure it out for yourself.”–H.G. “Tap” Tapply
Photo by Kerry Kimball

One Saturday morning in the summer that I turned eight, my father peered across the breakfast table at me and said, “I guess you’ve been doing a lot of fishing lately, huh?”

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“Snakes,” by William G. Tapply

Written by: William G. Tapply


Bill Tapply shows off a fat Labrador brook trout.
Photos courtesy Vicki Stiefel

It was a typical August morning in Labrador—gray sky, cold drizzle, wind chill somewhere around freezing. In the afternoon, the clouds would blow away and the sun would come out and the. . .

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“Porcupine Brook,” by William G. Tapply

Written by: William G. Tapply


Finding a wild-brook-trout stream by accident is the best part about wandering through the woods.
Photo by Phil Monahan

I happened upon Porcupine Brook while exploring some promising woodcock cover last October. Burt, my Brittany, had wandered off, as he often does, and when I could no longer hear his bell. . .

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Pro Tips: Bill Tapply’s Top 10 Basic Flies

Written by: William G. Tapply


Bill Tapply fishes a Western spring creek.
Photo courtesy williamgtapply.com

Ever since I hung up my vest in favor of a pack, out of deference to my creaky back, I’ve carried just two fly boxes with me. One box I load up with imitations of what I expect to encounter. . .

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“Bass-Bug Humbug,” by William G. Tapply

Written by: William G. Tapply


Bill Tapply had some awfully strong opinions about what makes a good bass bug.
Photo courtesy Vicki Stiefel

“It is with some degree of trepidation that I approach the subject of artificial flies [for bass],” wrote James A. Henshall in his Book of the Black Bass, “for I am afraid that I hold some very. . .

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