Casting With Icebergs

I’m chomping at the bit to get my fishing season started here in Wisconsin.  Like much of the US, winter is holding on here.  Most of our lakes still have ice and there remains snow on the ground in a lot of areas.  Some of our rivers are open for trout but they are very … Read more

Chances at Bones, Perms and Bulls

I cherish early mornings when in the tropics.  Down here at Grand Slam Lodge in Punta Allen its about 75° when you wake up.  I always get up and do a bit of writing for my blog and etc. all while listening to the birds sing with the ocean breaking in the background.   We … Read more

All I Need is One Good Cast for Permit

I’m here in Punta Allen, Quintana Roo Mexico at Grand Slam Lodge.  I’m dual hosting this trip with friend Patrick Berry for Fly Fishers International.  Pat is the president of FFI.  Not only is the FFI one of the leading organizations on teaching the art of fly fishing, but also huge on conservation for all … Read more

When Travel Goes Wrong

Yesterday was a travel day to forget.  I was headed for Ascension Bay in Mexico to host a group of Fly Fishers International guests for Yellow Dog.  With my intense work schedule in the rearview along with a harsh winter, I’ve been looking forward to high heat and fishing the flats.  But my travel didn’t … Read more

The Left Shoulder Diagnosis

Catch me LIVE on Ask About Fly Fishing Internet Radio tomorrow night. Over the last ten years on the blog, I’ve mentioned various ailments from bone spurs growing against my Achilles tendon, elbow tendinitis and etc.  It’s part of the deal I guess.  The last couple years it’s been bad pain in my left shoulder.  … Read more

Don’t Miss “Currier’s Quest”

Exactly a week ago today Granny and I got home after the long show season.  It was perfect timing.  We had freaky warm weather in the upper 70°s for the first five days.  Almost all of our snow melted.  Then yesterday a storm rolled in and its back to freezing.   There’s been zero fishing.  … Read more

Three Months on the Road Comes to an End

Granny and I pointed the Ruby Van east on April 1st for a slow and easy drive home from the west coast.  There was no more fishing involved.  We had visions of tackling the Owyhee River in eastern Oregon, but when we got there, it was insanely crowded.  I’ve never seen so many people fly … Read more