Being that it's Friday I figured you all could use some entertainment to get ready for the weekend. This week's romp around the Internet led me to some very entertaining bits of video.
The first I know Mr. Cermele will really appreciate, a gentleman landing a permit—on the fly from a Stand Up Paddleboard from Chris Lewis. The second is simply a gorgeously shot tarpon release by Color Blind Media. Lastly, while way too long and not up to the quality of the first two videos, is a story about a guy dropping a fly rod in the Green River and his friends going back a week later with scuba gear and actually finding the thing. Permit on an SUP
Greetings from Ryabaga Camp on the banks of the Ponoi River in northern Russia.
The Ponoi has certainly lived up to its reputation as one of the world's greatest Atlantic salmon fisheries. Prior to coming here, I fished for Atlantic salmon in Canada and Ireland for a total of eight days, and only landed one fish. I landed nine on my first day here, and I did even better yesterday. The 12 anglers who covered this section of the river accounted for 205 caught salmon, the largest being around 20 pounds.
This video from of Jazz and Fly Fishing begs the question that I'm sure most of us have come across at some point in our fishing careers: Do you cast at fish that probably aren't land-able from a bridge, pier, or any other abutment above water?
I will say this on writing about fly fishing for a living: It won't make you rich in the material sense, but it definitely affords a wealth of adventure. And I'd never trade the latter for the former.
I've now lost count of the number of times I've found myself in a surreal setting: Sitting at a table and drinking Coca-Cola in a sweltering conference room with a Bolivian army colonel; Grilling fish over a fire on a desolate beach in the Baja with a retired member of the "Hollywood by the Sea" gang; Casting in downtown Ballina, Ireland, as the nearby church bells chimed; Climbing out of a bush plane to stare at a Kodiak bear fishing the other side of the river; Riding a dugout canoe at night amidst an array of glowing red caiman eyes after an evening of chasing giant arapaima in the jungle in Guyana—the list goes on, and on...
So here I am in Helsinki, Finland (pictured here, several hours ago on my walk to dinner). It's 3 a.m. Last I heard, my luggage was still in Amsterdam. I will meet my friend Chris Santella in a couple hours, and we'll join a group to take a charter flight to Murmansk, Russia. From there, we'll board a Soviet era Mi-8 helicopter to fly two more hours down the Kola Peninsula to reach the preeminent Atlantic Salmon fishing camp in the world: Ryabaga, on the banks of the Ponoi River.
New Zealand might just be one of the best places on earth to sight fish for huge wild trout. It's more like hunting than fishing there.
The fish you see here is legitimately my largest, wild, river-caught trout on a fly rod. It was ten pounds almost exactly and was caught on the south island of New Zealand.
I've been fortunate enough to have fished with many professional athletes in recent years. You'd be surprised by how many actually gravitate to fly fishing as a release from the rigors of playing sports under bright lights for a living.
I'll be honest though—some are way better than others when they put on waders, and I think that has to do with the dynamics of their professions. Golfers, for example, are usually really good fly anglers. After all, one could argue that fly fishing and golf are kindred pastimes, both born in Scotland centuries ago. It's all about planning the next move, and adapting to the current situation. The way the wheels spin in golfers' and anglers' minds are very similar, so it's not surprising to know that Tiger Woods, Mark O'Meara, Nick Price, and Davis Love III (among many others) are all avid anglers.
Last week I had the privilege of attending friends Geoff Mueller and Kat Yarbrough's wedding on the Bighorn River in southern Montana. The families put on one hell of a cool shindig. I've been to weddings where there was a little fishing here and there, but this one it ran deep.
When it comes to attaching my fly line to a leader, I like the streamlined profile of the nail knot. I've been a nail knot guy for years. I think it helps the line and leader run through the guides with less resistance. This is particularly important during the end stages of landing fish, when you crank some leader past the tip.
I also trust the strength of nail knots more than I do loops. Over the years, I've had 10 loops break to every one nail knot that's failed. So now, when I buy a packet of pre-looped leaders (or a loop end fly line), I often cut off the loops and use a nail knot tool to tie the leader on.
You all know how this works. Write the funniest/wittiest caption to the image above and we'll pick a winner next Wednesday, the 22nd of May. This time the winner gets a Stormr Typhoon Jacket.