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Another Fly Fishing Auld Lang Syne
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The year starts anew when I go out to get my new fishing license. As my favorite Iowa son-in-law quipped, “My license to gill.” You have to love the Bond reference.
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The year starts anew when I go out to get my new fishing license. As my favorite Iowa son-in-law quipped, “My license to gill.” You have to love the Bond reference.
I just finished putting up my Christmas tree. Is it just me or do the manufacturers of tree lights put in extra bulbs to just mess with you?
At the time, I also picked up some flies and a book on Carrie Stevens, the famed fly tier from Upper Dam, Maine who is credited with designing the classic Black Ghost fly.
I had a few hours on a warmer than usual overcast day, so I decided to try my luck and see if I could catch a Landlocked Salmon.
As another flock of geese flew overhead, I remembered that I was going to meet my son Reed on a river that flowed into Lake Winnipesaukee later that afternoon.
As I was reading a John Gierach article from my latest edition of Trout Unlimited’s Trout magazine, my phone started blowing up with messages about John’s passing.
As we New Englanders like to say, “If you don’t like the weather, wait a minute.” So when my friend Terry called to see if I wanted to fish I agreed.
There are times when I am fly fishing a secluded stream that I can imagine myself being out west or northern Maine, yet I am twenty minutes from the nearest fast food restaurant.
One of my hobbies is buying and selling fly fishing equipment. Before I started fly fishing I would come across bamboo fly rods and occasionally pick them up if the price was right.