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I struggled how to work this image into a blog post about fly fishing for the past couple of weeks. Then it hit me...The caption contest. I mean, how could I not post this gem of a restroom sign? I found it while shooting a web story for F&S about stocking the high altitude lakes with airplanes (story forthcoming). I figure the bathroom was in a Department of Wildlife airplane hanger, and the pilot was stocking fish, so yeah - I can post it on a fly fishing blog. Right?
I know we never announced the winner of the last caption contest for the Petzl headlamp, but let's give this one a week, plus a couple of days and I'll announce the winners together. You know the drill. Pretend like you're writing a caption for the image above. Preferably funny and relatively clean. We'll pick a winner. This week's winner will receive a multi-functional headwear piece called a "Buff". Basically an option for those who can't stand wearing sunscreen. Click here to check them out. Good luck.
Exactly one year ago, I was deep in the heart of the jungle in Bolivia, on what proved to be an extraordinary fishing adventure. The trip led to a feature ("In Search of the River Gods") in the July '09 issue of Field & Stream, as well as this online story that ran last fall.
There's something to be said, however, for actually seeing and hearing the wonders of this pristine environment. And now you can, thanks to this video by Mike Nelson and Henry Harrison, sent to me by my jungle angler friend Rodrigo Salles.
Appropriately titled "Kings of the River," it captures the raw power of the remarkable freshwater dorado... most definitely the toughest, most beautiful river-swimming species I've ever caught. It also captures the sounds of the jungle, which I still hear in my mind, one year later...
Enjoy, but be warned there is a little spicy language, including the magic word that earns an automatic "R" rating for movies.
And some of you long-time Fly Talkers will be interested to see our old friend, writer and photographer Joey Lin in the video.
If, after watching this, you can think of another fish more deserving of the "King of the River" crown, I'd like to hear about it. For my part, I say "long live the mighty dorado."
I'm happy to kick off the week with this dispatch from Fly Talker Alex Pernice, who just returned from a kid's fly fishing camp sponsored by Trout Unlimited:
"I just got back from a week with some guys from the Oak Brook TU camp on Michigan's famous Au Sable River. We spent most of the time learning about how to fly fish a river and how this river system is managed. We had a few guests like Todd White, a graduate student from Michigan, who taught us about the bugs in the river (mayflies, Caddis flies, and other aquatic bugs and invertebrates). We also had a professor from Michigan State come and teach us about river hydrology and why it matters.
"We also got quite a bit of fishing in, and for all of those who did not know how to fly fish, they taught casting basics and catch and release practices too. We left with a knowledge of how to read a river, how to identify what was hatching, and fly casting and tying basics. All kids that went to this camp came home with a new fly rod and reel, flies and the knowledge acquired from their mentors, which hopefully will lead to all involved in the camp's program and to enjoy fishing (specifically FLY fishing more). I think this camp is a great way to get your kids or anyone started on the great sport we all love, fly fishing.
"I would like to thank all of the mentors, kids, people that donated their time or money to make this possible, and all involved for making this a great experience for me, and I hope everyone else feels the same.
"Please click here to visit the camp's website. I encourage all of you who want to make this great sport last, to please join Trout Unlimited." --Alex Pernice
Congratulations to Trout Unlimited for running such an important program. I'd also encourage all of you to take a kid fishing this month... it's only a few weeks until back-to-school time. One evening or afternoon can turn a young person on to fly fishing forever. I think anyone who really loves the sport understands the importance of fostering an interest and commitment among future generations...
Fifty trophy waters in fifty states in fifty days, and guided no less... Trout to Tarpon and everything in between. I don't know about you all, but this trip would have been a dream come true for me at seventeen years old. Check that... Any age. Heck, I'd go tomorrow if my old man offered to take me. Problem is my old man doesn't even fish. No one in my family does. I'm literally the only person in my whole family who wets a line. I've got two moms, two dads, two brothers, and two sisters and not one of them fishes. My question to you is...
...if you could do this trip with anyone, who would it be with and why? A family member, best friend, who?
What would you say is your favorite all-around fly fishing state in America? There are a number of great contenders in my mind: Montana has to be a strong contender... New York's Catskill region is the cradle of many things fly fishing, and don't forget about striper fishing on Long Island... how about Idaho, Wyoming, or Colorado?
All wonderful.
But for me, the number one fly fishing state in the country always has been, and always will be...
Okay... so I'm biased. That's a sentimental pick. But there some solid historic reasons for Michigan also. The first brown trout planted in the United States was planted in Michigan. Trout Unlimited was founded in Michigan. Some of the fly staples you know today... like the parachute Adams... created in Michigan. The literary fly tradition... from Hemingway to Harrison... all rooted to some degree in Michigan.
Add to that the actual fishing. Trout. Salmon. Steelhead. Largemouth bass, smallmouth bass, northern pike, muskie, and panfish... all legitimate targets for fly anglers here.
How about the bugs? (Nor bad bugs, mayflies!) The other night on Lake Leelanau, I witnessed the thickest blanket swarms of brown drakes I have ever seen anywhere in my life. Remarkable.
Whether you agree with me or not (and I hope you do make your cases for other states), I would encourage all of you to get to Michigan at some point to fish and explore. This state needs you now. And Michigan's $42 full-season, unlimited species, non-resident fishing license might very well be the best fishing bargain in the country.
Let's get something straight. Rodeo is an "extreme" sport. Perhaps the original extreme sport. Doing back flips on motorcycles (on purpose) over jumps is pretty extreme. BASE jumping is extreme. Fly fishing is not an extreme sport. Never has been. Never will be.
I keep getting press releases and pitch letters telling be about the next totally awesome, "extreme" fly fishing adventure. The word "oxymoron" comes to mind when "extreme" and "fly fishing" are bundled together. Please, people who send me these things, omit extreme fly fishing from your vocabulary.
So you dodge some heavy rapids. Not extreme. Jumping tarpon in the Everglades. Not extreme. You catch fish that might bite you. Not extreme. Well, okay, Conway Bowman and Dave Trimble, who catch big mako sharks on flies from 20-foot boats 16 miles offshore... that's a little nutty. But even they don't say "extreme."
Mind you, I've been in the bush planes in Alaska, landed on jungle airstrips in Bolivia (then went upriver in dugout canoes to fish for dorado... please do check out the July issue of Field & Stream magazine to see that feature story), and been bit, scratched and all that. I call that iffy. Dicey sometimes. But not extreme.
Am I missing something? Do you have a real "extreme" fishing story that might change my mind?
Ever the good Field & Stream soldier, I spent a little free time recruiting prospects for the Total Outdoorsman Challenge. I'm pretty sure these guys have the baitcasting part down pat. (By the way, that's Gary Klein, Dean Rojas, and Kevin Van Dam of the B.A.S.S. Elite Series). And based on what I saw, they're all pretty rock solid with the shotguns too. I know KVD is an archery fanatic. I know Klein is killer with a fly rod. And Rojas lives in Arizona... gotta be a contender with the ATVs.
So how can we spice it up a little? Maybe we need a new tiebreaker-type event that combines elements of a couple different sports at the same time... say, trap shooting with spinnerbaits. Yes, this photo is a shot of KVD chucking a baitcaster on the trap range. Didn't break the bird, but came darn close. Scary close.
The Swine Flu conversation got me thinking about the various things that put a twinge of fear in me when I travel and fish. No doubt, viruses and microorganizms are near the top of the list, if only because the consequences of an encounter can be uncomfortable, if not dire. There's something inherently scary about facing a threat you cannot completely control, especially when you cannot see it.
But, on the other hand, what's a real adventure minus feeling a bit out of your element?
Hooking a shark of any size--or any toothy critter for that matter--keeps you on your toes, especially when you get up close and personal. Bumping into bears and moose on the river inevitably makes the hairs on my neck stand up (I'm way more frightened when I see Bullwinkle than when I see a bear). There have been some bumpy boat and airplane rides (I detest the latter)... been dish-ragged through whitewater rapids, which can be downright pertrifying...
Snakes? Can't stand them. Nothing worse than surprising a rattler near the water; with a wet rattle, he can't give you a proper warning. Spiders and scorpions? Creepy, but not that scary to me.
Photo by Whitney Hunter
For me, one thing tops the fear list: Lightning in the high country. And here's why. Photo left was taken by my buddy Whit Hunter after a close brush with a bolt... everyone is okay.
Of course, driving to and from the water is probably the greatest real danger.
So I'm watching the basketball playoffs the other day, and notice that the parquet floor isn't at Boston Garden anymore. Oh, the floor is there, it's just not Boston Garden. It's "TD Banknorth Garden." Wah? Might as well be "Mrs. Butterworth's Garden." I mean, enough with this corporate arena/stadium sponsorship stuff already.
I'll admit some corporate names work when they're tied to people and companies that make the sports franchises/cities what they are: Ford Field in Detroit, Coors Field in Denver, Turner Field in Atlanta... fine. But other company stadium names fall flat. Fed Ex Field in Washington. Lame. Invesco Field at Mile High. An insult. The Wachovia Center in Philly... c'mon... it kind of worked years ago when it was the First Union Center, and everyone lovingly called it the "FU" center. That was somehow endearing and appropriate for Philly sports fans.
I started to think more on the topic, however, and I had an epiphany. Maybe the fly fishing world could increase profit and exposure if we somehow did the same thing. Sell sponsorships to re-name major rivers! The Purina Dog Chow Roaring Fork River... The Exxon/Mobil Green River (there might be some interesting ironies like this)... The Home Depot Chattahoochie...
Think about it. We could even sell sposorships for specific runs on rivers: The Field & Stream Family Hole... The Ice Box, brought to you by (who else?) General Electric... The Cialis Wall of Death...
Then again, that might get a little cumbersome for us outdoor writers. "Bob the guide was explaining mysis shrimp techniques in the Toilet Bowl Run, brought to us by Lysol, on the ConAgra Wesson Oil Frying Pan River... or... Joe Cermele brings us a fishing adventure from the godaddy.com Delaware River." Okay, maybe not.
But I'm still interested in any thoughts on other matches of rivers, runs, and company sponsors.