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Review: Redington Wrangler fly rod combo kit

Redington's purpose-built fly rod combo kits stand out from the pack
Photo: Spencer Durrant

Redington has released a bevy of rod-and-reel combo kits lately, hitting many of the price points that appeal to beginner anglers. It’s a market that’s increasingly saturated, and it’s tough to make something that stands out from the pack.

Fishing tips from the birds

What we learned from the fry guys
Photo: Peter Pearsall/USFWS / cc2.0.

Earl posted up on the shallow lip of a drop-off, his rod armed with a long, skinny streamer that Alaskan rainbows can't seem to ignore. Stretched out below him was an epic tailout that any die-hard fly angler would kill to fish — long and deep and two beats slower than the shallow riffle above it.

Bratwurst as a metaphor for life

The finer points of Bratwurst cooking and culture
Photo: Tom Davis

My wife was pulling overnight Grandma-duty and, left to my own devices for dinner, my thoughts turned toward bratwurst. I’d found a five-pack of the Johnsonville brand in the freezer a couple days earlier and they’d been calling my name in an oom-pah German accent ever since. I usually buy the brats made in-house at Sal’s, my neighborhood grocery store, where the sign out front frequently advertises “OUR BRATS—$2.99.” So how or why I’d come to purchase the pre-packaged Johnsonville variety was, like so much in life, a bit of a mystery.

Chasing geese

When you get a tip on a hot spot, you follow it
Photo: Ruth Hartnup / cc2.0 modified.

When square-jawed actors like Brad Pitt or Johnny Depp tell the costar they know a guy, the plot usually entails a homicide or felony. So when my friend Doug leans in and whispers, “I know a guy,” I should sprint for the nearest exit. But Doug’s jaw isn’t uncommonly square, and he has no reason to believe I need to lift some diamonds or dispose of a body. I figure Doug’s guy has something to do with fishing.

The most underrated fish on the flats: Part I

Fish that don't get the flats fishing love they deserve
Photo: Camden Spear

“It’s hot. It's like, Africa hot. Tarzan couldn't take this kind of hot."

– Neil Simon, Biloxi Blues

The June Caribbean sun beat down on my bare legs, and I knew, despite slathering on a despicably generous gob of SPF 50 sunscreen, that I was going to hate my decision that morning to eschew fishing pants. But mostly, I was wondering what on earth I was doing in Belize in June, when the both air temperature and the humidity percentage managed to cross paths somewhere in the mid-90s.

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