Back in the day when I was about 9 years old and deemed old enough by “Mom” to go fishing alone, it was all I wanted to do – and all I did after chores were done. We lived about a quarter-mile from a river that was stocked for the trout season and had its share of typical river species as well. Unfortunately, my dad was always working in the family business to make ends meet for us, so it was just me and my meager gear. Continue reading “Learning A Good Fly Fishing Knot”
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.
I had a bad parachute jump while in the military. Long story short – I hurt my knees. Fast forward to September of last year – I’m playing in the yard with my son and BAM! The doctor said I had complete tears in both quadricep tendons and would require surgery to walk again. Turns out it was the recovery process was the worst part! They sent me to a nursing home with my legs immobilized and restricted me to a bed, 24 hours a day for 6 weeks. Continue reading “Discovery & Recovery: My Fly Tying Story”