The alarm jangled the last fits of sleep, dancing on already excited nerves, which didn’t really need much waking up at 4am believe it or not.
Freezing temperatures, streets packed with tourists on their way to the ski resorts and piles of snow covering the ground.
Fly fishing for trout in Japan can be traced back at least to the fifteenth century, using a horsehair line attached to a bamboo rod.
You’ve seen pictures of big pacific salmon in sports magazines. Chinook salmon can hit 20-40 lbs.
Many of Ernest Hemingway’s Nick Adams short stories are set in upper Michigan or refer to it. Hemingway spent his boyhood summers at Walloon Lake.
One of my favorite books is Northwest Angling published in 1950 by Enos Bradner. He was a Seattle bookstore-owner-fly-fisherman-newspaper columnist.
The midsummer period is a beautiful time to fish in many regions of the Northern hemisphere. For example Switzerland, where high alpine lakes hold populations of Namaycush.
Trips into the backcountry give you the opportunity to turn months of planning and weeks of deprivation into some of the most outstanding moments you will ever experience.
Things are quiet in Boston at 3:00 AM. It’s a half-hour after the bars closed so the drunken madness is literally in my rearview mirror.
I heard them well before I saw them – big splashy thuds as they launched at the iron bars of their cage, desperately trying to break out of the cunning trap so as to continue their urgent way up the small stream.
Experience trout fishing in crystal clear rivers and magical spring creeks in Northern Patagonia.
The Olympic Peninsula in western Washington is home to big rain, big trees and big fish. Steelhead thrive on rivers like the Sol Duc, Calawah, the Bogachiel, the Hoh, the Queets and the Quinault.
Once upon a time the Irish counties Mayo and Galway were home to renegades and outlaws.
Truth be told I’ve never found the high tide view of Cape Cod Bay to be very inspiring.
Follow Hans van Klinken to Mongolia to catch lenok, taimen and grayling on his Klinkhamer pattern.
Hans van Klinken travels to the grasslands of Central Asia to look for lenok, grayling and taimen.
When I got the opportunity to join my Malaysian friends Dron and Nick on their trip to fly fish Mongolia, I jumped at it.
Despite being born in an Alpine country I was infected with the saltwater fly fishing virus about two decades ago.
Whatever possesses one to throw themselves through one of nature’s toughest courses?