Category: Fishing Report

My first dry fly of the season drifted a couple feet and suddenly vanished. I gasped, seized with delight, and immediately set the hook. Feeling a fight coming on, I steeled myself for it, and saw the flash of a belly – I swear it was orange – just when the hook came free and…

Find yourself some friends who will cook for you and refuse your help, and you’ll feel 90% full and 10% guilty. Then you’ll shamelessly forget about the 10% the next day when you’re 100% all-in on fishing. This is what happens when you take a fishing trip with Jake and Matt.