Saved by the Nunya 2016

Sept 12, 2016 The Yellowstone Country forecast was dismal for Granny’s days off.  Plummeting temperatures and heavy rains with thunderstorms were predicted.  But it didn’t stop us from floating down the Nunya.   The weatherman wasn’t wrong.  We headed on our long drive west of Victor only to hit storm after storm.  We made the … Read more

Big Carp Bash on Blackfoot Reservoir

The last thing I should’ve been doing today was fishing because I’m headed for a unique part of the Amazon in 30 hours and I’m not ready.  But I couldn’t waste Granny’s day off packing.  Instead we took off for a long day of carp fishing beginning at one of our secret spots followed by Blackfoot Reservoir.  … Read more

First Fire of 2016 Throws Wrinkle into Nunya Trip

Flexibility is a crucial mindset to have if you fish.  Whether it be while traveling 8,000 miles from home or at home, things can happen that mess up an original plan.  You can freak out and waste your time sulking or make a change in plan and do the best you can.  Granny and I … Read more

2015 Fishing Year in Review

I’m not sure every year keeps getting better, but for certain 2015 ranks up there as one of my best since I quit working the fly shop.  I continue to get busier with my business and I fish and travel more than ever imagined.     My year started with three months of speaking engagements … Read more

Yellowfin Tuna on the Fly

If you know me, you know that I’m stubborn.  I love a challenge and I’ll stick to almost any challenge until I succeed.  I had my butt absolutely handed to me yesterday in a full day attempt to catch a yellowfin tuna on the fly.  While I tried, I watched Sammy catch a sailfish and … Read more

The First Fish in South Africa

Granny and I awoke to a spectacular morning here in Knysna, South Africa at our friends Craig and Coreta Smiths house.  It’s nice to be here for many reasons but the first that crosses my mind while in the Southern Hemisphere in November is that while the days are short and wintery in Victor, Idaho … Read more

Fly Fishing in Key West

Early morning comes quick especially if you were up checking out Fantasy Fest on Halloween in Key West earlier this morning at 1 AM.  But, when you travel, whether in a foreign country or in a far-flung part of the USA, if you have the opportunity to take in an experience, you do so.  Fantasy Fest … Read more

The Dog Days are for Fly Fishing for Carp

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 Fly Team for … Read more

Trout Can’t Hide at 33% – Island Park Reservoir

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 simply because I know I’ll have a body … Read more

Made it to McKenzie River Lodge in Labrador

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 with the smaller plane not all of … Read more

Memories from Selwyn Lake Lodge 2015

The smoke was back this morning at Selwyn Lake Lodge.  There was so much of it that there was concern about flying out on our way home.  But although we were late, not leaving till 5 PM, we made the first leg to Stony Rapids on the Beaver.  Departing at 5 was in a nick … Read more

Memories from Fly Fishing in Sudan 2015

The wind got stronger overnight.  Traveling the 100 yards on a luggage loaded skiff from the Scuba Libre to land where our bus taxi awaited was hectic.  Mainland Sudan was experiencing a full on sandstorm.  Mutters of damn you “Monsoon Currier” were heard clearly through my sand filled ears coming from Mike’s seat.  He had … Read more