Salmon river ny
Photo: Anythony Vinciguerra

Evening meetings

Government governs whether we show up or not

My fly tying desk is a mess. I recently painted my home office and that required a reshuffling of furniture and all the oddball things that one acquires in a well-lived life. There’s a desk in the corner where my fly tying stuff lives and even when it’s well organized it can never be described as orderly. In past winters, I’ve been able to slide over there after dinner and tie the handful of patterns that I’ve come to rely upon. I’ve been meaning to get that desk back in the game, I just haven’t gotten around to it. I’ve got lots of excuses, but one reason is evening meetings.

small stream fly fishing
Photo: Chad Shmukler

Scott Pruitt doesn't care about our fishing

Donald Trump's pick to run the EPA will spell disaster for our streams, rivers and wetlands

Anglers are obsessed with water. Freshwater, saltwater, moving water, still water; it matters not. We peer from car windows as we speed across bridges, staring down in wonder at even the most unimpressive of trickles. We yearn not only to see water, but to know and explore it, to discover what quarry swims in it. We’re compelled to protect and preserve it, to stand in the way of those that would harm or endanger it. And now more than perhaps any time in a generation, the waters of our United States, which so often preoccupy our minds, face a grave and serious threat.

tarpon jumping
Photo: Brett Martina

120 Days, Convergence lead 2017 Fly Fishing Film Tour lineup

Another fine lineup of films charges this year's F3T

If I'm being honest, the degree to which I tend to complement all things Felt Soul Media is becoming a little bit embarrassing. But the Colorado-based duo of Ben Knight and Travis Rummel have managed to do it again with a somewhat unexpected short film, titled 120 Days: Tarpon Season. Along with the latest from Conservation Hawks, Convergence, which we wrote about the other day, the two films serve to highlight another strong selection of films that F3T is showcasing on this year's tour.

Iron Creek - Yellowstone National Park
Photo: John Juracek

For the classics

Why is some of the best fly fishing writing disappearing?

For quite some years now, the classic books of fly fishing have been skating on thin ice. Very thin ice. Recently it appears—at least from where I stand—that the ice has finally given way. With luck a couple of classic titles may flounder for awhile, but the bulk of them seem to be plunging unceremoniously to depths from which only the most intrepid of future anglers might dredge them. Yes, the classics are pretty much gone. I’m taking it hard.

Private trout stream connecticut
Photo: Steve Zakur

Wait, do I have to share too?

When private-ish water goes public

There's this small brook, a couple of towns over, that I fish from time to time. It's little known except to a small cadre of small stream anglers. The fishing cannot be described as good, but that's not what turns on people who crawl along thin blue lines. Wild fish. Tricky casting. Ample opportunity to lay out f-bombs when you tangle in a pile of twigs for the third time in consecutive casts. That’s a full day for a small stream angler. Sometimes I go down to this brook with the sole intent of smoking a cigar and sipping single malt. Losing a fly to a tree is just a bonus.

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