You are looking at what might be one of the largest steelhead ever caught on a fly. It almost certainly will be an IGFA record for 8kg tippet if verified.
I've always chuckled at flyfishing double-speak. The classic example: a "strike indicator." I have an idea. Let's call strike indicators what they really are... bobbers. Yarn, foam, balloons, plastic, whatever. They float on the surface... when they go under, they tell you to set the hook. Like a bobber.
Actually I have a better idea. Let's call them training wheels. Okay, they're not really wheels, per se, but you get the point.
At least once a week I get blast emails from my old man. Typically they're jokes or family happenings, etc... This week I got a link to Stimuluswatch.org.
I must hand it to Tim Romano... if Guinness tracked a world record for the most fishing trips taken between a wedding and a honeymoon, he'd surely own it.
Not that many of us haven't tried to lay down the law on fishing-as-priority early in our marriages. I once suggested Alaska as a honeymoon to my wife. Sitting on the beach weeks later, I wondered how long it would be before I saw the Far North. Fourteen years, it turned out.
Multiple consecutive days of spring-like weather here found me out in the garage yesterday looking at my pile of fishing stuff longing for spring and slowly sorting odds and ends. Yeah, it's in a pile... After digging and sorting I started thinking about what I really need to go fishing for a day and promised myself to figure out a better way for next season. I mean what do you really need? A rod, reel, fly box, some tippet, nippers, and a pair of pliers...right?
I've always thought that the best flyfishing guides were teachers foremost, and catchers of fish second. In other words, for my money, I want someone who will make me a smarter, better angler, and not just leave me with a grip 'n grin photo. But that's just me.
Rivers full of hatchery fish, invasive species fouling up waterways, and now a little global warming. What a week of doom and gloom for the Fly Talk faithful. Sorry, but this one caught my attention two days ago on CNN. The story is "Five Places To Go Before Global Warming Messes Them Up."
Like many anglers, I've depended on a good pair of felt-soled boots to keep me upright in the river for many years. But the dirty truth of the matter is that felt is now clearly linked to spreading a number of fish-killing threats like didymo (rock snot), mud snails, and whirling disease. If you have a conscience, you want to avoid felt at any cost. But, until now, if you didn't want to fall on your butt, you didn't have many great options, Aquastealth soles not withstanding.
Tim's little pinup gal image got me thinking (I'm not sure why) about hip waders. I've decided that hip waders work well for women, and not for men. Wearing hip waders and shorts works exceptionally well for women, and is repulsive among men.
Who wears hip waders anymore? Not like a novelty... I mean as your go-to, number-one fishing in the river on Saturday morning set of waders.