Search Month: February 2016

Streamside | Stalking the Seam on Soft Hackles

Matthew Copeland can tell a story (there's no doubt about that), and Stalking the Seam has become one of my favorite reads on the web. In Stuff That Works, Copeland tells a short story around the effectiveness of soft hackle wet flies -- and so much more. Year after...

It’s Not the Same

Sawyer skidded the truck sideways a little and pulled the e-brake as we lurched to a stop in the fly shop parking lot. He looked at me and grinned. "Be right back," he yelled, and he jogged up the short set of stairs. Sawyer ripped the wooden shop door open, and it...

Streamside | Hatch Mag Tight Line Leader

We've gotten a lot of questions, comments and reactions to a few recent articles that we published about Sighters, Tight Line Rigs and Why Fly Line Sucks. It's cool to see so much interest. Many of the questions are about the mono rig itself, and there is definitely...

The Fisherman is Eternally Hopeful

Rich had cancer, and it was spreading fast. We both knew this was our last trip together and that a dear friendship was coming to a close. We fished a long morning, and eventually, I worked upstream toward my friend. From thirty yards, I could see the exhaustion in...
It’s Not the Same

It’s Not the Same

Sawyer skidded the truck sideways a little and pulled the e-brake as we lurched to a stop in the fly shop parking lot. He looked at me and grinned. "Be right back," he yelled, and he jogged up the short set of stairs. Sawyer ripped the wooden shop door open, and it...

Streamside | Hatch Mag Tight Line Leader

Streamside | Hatch Mag Tight Line Leader

We've gotten a lot of questions, comments and reactions to a few recent articles that we published about Sighters, Tight Line Rigs and Why Fly Line Sucks. It's cool to see so much interest. Many of the questions are about the mono rig itself, and there is definitely...

The Fisherman is Eternally Hopeful

The Fisherman is Eternally Hopeful

Rich had cancer, and it was spreading fast. We both knew this was our last trip together and that a dear friendship was coming to a close. We fished a long morning, and eventually, I worked upstream toward my friend. From thirty yards, I could see the exhaustion in...

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