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Entries in fly fishing writing (53)

Thursday
Apr232015

Spey Casting Parents

Humorous rantings of a fly fishing addicted mom.

I found a rotten carrot near my seat buckle and cathartically threw it out the window. It was a ceremonial gesture; signaling the end of 9 hours alone in a car with three kids, to the ultimate final destination with friends: a fishing boat. We took the car seats out and put the fishing gear in…if you catch my drift.

LINK (via:Awkward Mamma Adventures)

Sunday
Apr192015

Trout Fishing, a Taut Line to Our Past

An essay by James Prosek in the NY Times.

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Thursday
Mar192015

North Coast Oregon

Had the chance to hang with some great old friends, and a couple of new ones, last week in coastal Oregon. 

Pretty much heaven.

Wednesday
Feb112015

Round Two

The second edition of Writers on the Fly is tomorrow evening at Emerald Water Anglers in West Seattle.

 

Tuesday
Jan132015

STEELHEAD RUN

Written by Larry Wells

(First published in Southwest Airlines “Spirit” Magazine, June 1996)

“It ought to be a guarantee that I am honest and sincere about this noble river, practically unknown to the world, when I confess that I have given up the Rogue, and the fishing lodges I own at Winkle Bar on the most beautiful and isolated stretch, to camp and fish and dream and rest beside the green-rushing, singing Umpqua.” ZANE GREY

Our guide Tim Caine arrives at 6 sharp, country rock playing on his jeep radio. “There’s coffee and muffins on the back seat if you want ‘em.” He’s in his late twenties, lean, tanned, a fish charmer who enjoys his work. By six-thirty the mist over the river has disappeared and the Douglas firs on the tops of the ridges are framed in golden light. Standing on the steep boulder-strewn banks with my fishing compadre, P.D. Fyke, I make out a ghostly shape in the clear water. “That’s steelhead,” says Tim. It takes an experienced eye to spot the fish under the foamy, rippling surface. The steelhead rolls on its side, and a bullet-shape flashes silver in the green water.

LINK (via:Hotty Toddy)

Tuesday
Sep022014

The Greatest Fishing Story Ever Told

A blast from the past from Scott Carrier in Esquire.

The remote Yunnan Province of southwest China. A land of twenty-thousand-foot peaks and endless rivers cut through bottomless gorges, of jagged glaciers and cold mountain lakes. A fly fisherman's paradise. Or so we thought.

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