Women Fly Fishing On The Water

Women Fly Fishing On The Water

Women on the Water
…breaking into the boys club

I grew up fishing the gulf coast with my dad and brother. The three of us spent a lot of time on the water with my dad untangling lines, patiently instructing us on casting various reel types, and teaching us about the saltwater ecosystem. I was hooked on spin fishing from a young age, even though I was almost always the only girl out on the bay. My dad and brother didn’t seem to mind me tagging along in the summers, but the fall was a different story. Every year when the leaves starting changing colors, the boys would head up to north west Arkansas with a father son group to fly fish on the Little Red river – and, being a girl, I wasn’t invited. Continue reading “Women Fly Fishing On The Water”

A Fresh Start & Exciting Journey Through Fly Fishing Guide School

A Fresh Start & Exciting Journey Through Fly Fishing Guide School

I was halfway across Illinois when I asked myself “Are you sure you want to do this?” I had been on the road alone for roughly five hours and was starting to feel some trepidation. I was traveling by car, to Fort Smith Montana to chase a nearly 20-year dream, but now I was having second thoughts. It would be a long, lonely two-day drive, at the end of it would be the Big Horn Angler Lodge and Fly Shop near the famous trout river of the same name, and a week of learning the ins and outs of being a fly fishing guide. Continue reading “A Fresh Start & Exciting Journey Through Fly Fishing Guide School”

Honor Among Fly Fishers and Non-Fishers Alike

Honor Among Fly Fishers and Non-Fishers Alike

With the rapidly burgeoning number of fly fishers, I’ve noticed a corresponding decline in fishing etiquette. This is occurring with what appears to be newcomers and mid-comers to the sport as well as a few of the fly fishing guides. I suspect everyone who has spent much time on streams and lakes can attest to this.

Whether it’s fishers who don’t respect or understand the unwritten rules of crowding another fisher or boat or guides who take their clients directly through fishing runs that are being used by wade fishers when alternative routes exist . . . the list could go on.

Fortunately, I find these incidents are still the exception and not the rule.

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The Fly Fishing Photographer

The Fly Fishing Photographer

For anglers, being on the water is where many of our most memorable experiences are created. Capturing those moments on film, or in megapixels helps us to relive the instances that frame our experience. But balancing photography time with fishing time is a tricky business which requires a balancing act between rod and camera.

Elevenmile Rainbow
As a photographer, capturing images like this pre-release shot are no problem when the camera is out and ready to go. Rather than fumbling to stow your rod and get into a suitable position you are able to get the shot quickly and get the trout back into the water with minimal handling stress.

For those who aspire to strike the balance between rod and camera, take heart because it can be done by keeping one thing in mind; you can’t get the shot with a fly rod in your hands, believe me I’ve tried. Continue reading “The Fly Fishing Photographer”

Fly Box Frustration and Redemption

Fly Box Frustration and Redemption

What do these 3 fly fishing scenarios have in common?

Scenario 1:

You’ve been on the water for an hour, just blind casting and waiting for something to happen. Praying for the hatch or to see some rises. Suddenly it happens, a couple BWOs start floating off the water and the trout start rising. You reel in, re-rig your leader and pull out your fly box to grab a BWO emerger because you can tell that’s what they’re eating . . . Continue reading “Fly Box Frustration and Redemption”

Just Go Fly Fish – Time On The Water Is Your Best Instructor

Just Go Fly Fish – Time On The Water Is Your Best Instructor

I’ve always wanted to learn to fly fish. The old romantic idea of swinging a fly rod on some lone stream without another soul around always captivated me. Fly fishing had been on my bucket list for almost a decade before I put an honest effort into the craft. I started to save money for gear and lessons several times, but some unforeseen expense around the house always came up that depleted the bulk of my cash (taking on any new hobby after kids come is always difficult). Eventually I did get all the gear, piece by piece. I made a few mistakes and ignored common sense advice along the way, like spending more on my fly reel than my rod and going cheap on a quality fly line but it all worked out in the end – somethings must be experienced rather than heard before a lesson is learned. Continue reading “Just Go Fly Fish – Time On The Water Is Your Best Instructor”