It was 65 yesterday. I hadn’t fished in quite awhile. I caught nothing, fell chest first into a muddy riverbank and had my fly rod come apart while casting… I’m not complaining though.
Big Flat Brook, Sandyston New Jersey
Prince Mackerel from Down Under if you don’t like, don’t listen. It is fly.
Black and White Brown, Big Flat Brook, NJ.
Cast to the spots the fish should be… no fish. Cast anywhere else…fish. Weird lake. Mike G tossing foam ants early.
My kids used to ask why I stopped the car and looked over almost every bridge we crossed. Now they don’t say anything and when I get back in the car 30 seconds later they ask, “any fish?” I don’t travel with my flyrod anymore… two snapped tips in car windows does that. My camera though is always with me.
Paulinskill River, New Jersey.