Silver Bullets
I’m overly passionate about the Catskill Mountains. The Esopus, however, has my heart. Ever since I began fishing this river in the Northeastern Catskills, I fell in love with it’s “Silver Bullets” and unassuming feeling. This river has lots of history and is often overlooked by anglers. I was scrolling through some of this year’s photos (some shown below) and it made me think back…
Being Present
I guided a trip for 7 yesterday – a groom, his brother and father, along with the groomsmen. I was paired with Mark & Jerry, the brother and father (congrats on your first two trout on the fly, Mark!). As I talked with Jerry (who is in his early 70s), I spoke about the pool we were fishing, it’s history, and told him about Preston…
Catch My Drift?
Every now and then you can expect my general thoughts or opinion… Well, here it is. After a recent day out I thought back to the few hours of casting a dry dropper to smaller rising trout. When a fish doesn’t take our fly, we most often resort to changing the fly time and time again until hopefully something works. Sorry to say, but it…