No such trouble with the Hobie Sportsman. My first run out on it was easy: I didn’t fall once. I rode some gentle waves, crested a few, paddled around, and chased after a kayak who was, in turn, chasing stripers.
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In the end, if you are looking for a high-quality waterproof bag or your fly fishing needs — and if you’re carrying expensive equipment — I would recommend these bags by Filson. A great product.
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A few weeks ago, my wife and I arrived home from our honeymoon to find a box the size of a large flat screen TV on our front step. It was a mystery: we hadn’t registered for anything that large. As I began to open it, and It became clear to me what it was, I became more and more excited.
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Thanks, then, to Joe and Matt from Why Knot Fishing for starting the Southern Maine Fly Fishing Derby, held this past weekend. (Is it the first? The first in my memory, certainly.)
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This dubbing needle condenses Marc’s incredible craftsmanship into one small, beautiful package. They are, without question, the most beautiful dubbing needles I have ever seen. The metal work is remarkable. It has the precision of a jewel maker, and the heart of a bamboo purist.
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I keep a few handy reference books around. Vin T. Sparano’s Complete Guide to Fresh and Saltwater Fishing is a good bookshelf companion for the all around fishermen.
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Sometimes, it’s not just about the fish. Sometimes, it’s about waking before the sun, walking to the beach, and putting down the fly rod for a minute. Here are some photos from one of those moments.
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It’s 8pm and the spinner fall is on. The trout are rising, and you’ve identified the pattern. But it’s getting hard to see, and you don’t like a fly whipping by your face without protective shades on.
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This weekend, a small bar on a small spit of land swelled with hustle, with excitement, and with suspect stories. The 2015 Cheeky Schoolie Tournament had come once again to The Sand Bar in West Dennis, MA.
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By late morning the wind had died, the skies cleared, and we were into lots of fish. Two over 40″, and a few close to it.
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