by Jeff | Sep 11, 2015 | 0 Comments
It wasn’t worth speeding and fishtailing treacherously down the dusty roads of Idaho like it was our first time fly fishing for huge carp. Today’s Blackfoot Reservoir trip wasn’t only my most humbling carp day ever but also the most strenuous hiking and fishing day...
by Jeff | Sep 9, 2015 | 0 Comments
September 8-9, 2015 The drastic slam-dunk of fall weather that hit me while up in Montana this past weekend put a fire under me to get out fishing and camping. The last camping Granny did was with my nieces and her last cast was over a month ago in Labrador. Monday...
by Jeff | Sep 5, 2015 | 0 Comments
September 4-5, 2015 Four months ago I was contacted by the Madison River Foundation about presenting “Four Seasons of the Yellowstone Trout Bum” for ‘Ennis on the Madison’ Fly Fishing Festival held annually in Ennis, Montana. I’m home for a change with a break...
by Jeff | Aug 28, 2015 | 1 Comment
I finally got out with my longtime friend and blog regular of past years, Gary Eckman. Gary is the man responsible for me giving the chance to fish the Jackson Hole One Fly the last five years because he’s placed me on his team. But this year Gary doesn’t have a One...
by Jeff | Aug 26, 2015 | 1 Comment
Say the word reservoir to a trout fly fishermen and they run for cover like cutthroat in the radar of an osprey. Mention furthermore that the reservoir is only 33% full and they envision a dried up cracked earth desert. Personally, I love fly fishing the reservoirs...
by Jeff | Aug 25, 2015 | 1 Comment
At 1 PM Tim Brune and I headed for a day and half adventure over around the Henry’s Fork. Along the way I phoned my Blackfoot Reservoir Carp Classic Tournament partner Ben Smith and he was quick to join in on the fun. Ben moved to West Yellowstone this spring and...
by Jeff | Aug 19, 2015 | 0 Comments
The forecast wasn’t great going into Monday night for my brother Greg and his family’s visit. A drop from the 80°s to the low 60°s was predicted in Jackson, Wyoming for Tuesday and Wednesday. That means even colder at our family-favorite camping spot up the Gros...
by Jeff | Aug 8, 2015 | 4 Comments
With the plane not coming till midafternoon to return Granny and me back to society there was time to fish. For the first time the skies were blue in every direction and there was no wind. The joke here at McKenzie River Lodge was that today was THE day of summer. ...
by Jeff | Aug 7, 2015 | 0 Comments
With so many brook trout of dreams this week, today, our last day, was all about ouananiche, better known as landlocked salmon. Paul Ostiguy, owner of McKenzie River Lodge, our friend and the man responsible for bringing Granny and me to Labrador was able to join us...
by Jeff | Aug 6, 2015 | 2 Comments
On a brutally cold morning for August, even up here in Northern Labrador, Andrew, Granny and I and Ninja Média’ man alias Bill made our way back up Andre Lake from McKenzie River Lodge to the Come Back River. The boat ride to the Come Back is much longer than...
by Jeff | Aug 5, 2015 | 4 Comments
It started out cold and drizzly for our twenty minute boat ride half way up Andre Lake this morning to where we anchored our canoe at the mouth of the Quartzite River. The ride speaks of how deep in the wilderness in Northern Labrador we are. There are no houses or...
by Jeff | Aug 4, 2015 | 0 Comments
It was a gnarly storm through the night. Heavy rain pummeled our cabin at McKenzie River Lodge and wind shook the walls. Granny got up at 2 AM for something and I heard her mumble, “I’m not fishing in this crap”. I’m not sure anyone would’ve but to our good fortune...
by Jeff | Aug 3, 2015 | 0 Comments
With the Otter Seaplane down Labrador Air Safaris brought in a 1954 De Havilland Beaver to fly us to McKenzie River Fly Fishing Lodge. I was comfy with our replacement plane being that I lived off a Beaver much of June on the Selwyn Lake pike trip. Unfortunately...
by Jeff | Aug 2, 2015 | 0 Comments
I’m sorry to say we didn’t make it to McKenzie River Lodge and we are right back in the same hotel we were at last night in rainy Labrador City. Things were looking good. We went to the airport to meet Paul Ostiguy arriving from Sept Ilse. But on one short flight –...
I started fly fishing at age 7 in the lakes and ponds of New England cutting my teeth on various sunfish, bass, crappie and stocked trout. I went to Northland College in Ashland, Wisconsin, where I graduated with a Naturalist Degree while I discovered new fishing opportunities for pike, muskellunge, walleyes and various salmonids found in Lake Superior and its tributaries.
From there I headed west to work a few years in the Yellowstone region to simply work as much as most people fish and fish as much as most people work. I did just that, only it lasted over 20 years working at the Jack Dennis Fly Shop in Jackson, WY where I departed in 2009. Now it’s time to work for "The Man", working for myself that is.
I pursue my love to paint fish, lecture on every aspect of fly fishing you can imagine and host a few trips to some of the most exotic places you can think of. My ultimate goal is to catch as many species of fish on fly possible from freshwater to saltwater, throughout the world. I presently have taken over 440 species from over 60 countries!
