I grew up on a lake in Central New York, Oneida Lake, known as one of the Northeast's top walleye waters. I took my share of that brand of perch-we always said "pike" in CNY, but walleyes are of the perch family, and calling them pike is similar lazy usage as saying that brookies are trout when
I was on the day's 99th cast when I realized how much I missed doing this. As I fired off another hopeful presentation with my 10-weight, I looked up the shoreline to see dolphins surfing through the rolling waves of the Caribbean Sea. Ten minutes earlier, my wife, Robin, had jumped a 150-or-so-pound
In the back seat of my car my fly rod is still strung up with the big streamer I'd last used in October in a desperate, Hail Mary attempt to catch a smallmouth bass before winter's onset. It was cold, the wind was howling and I gave up after the time it takes to drink one beer. Now I'll settle into my
A dozen years spent mostly indoors might be about enough for this outdoorsman.
Just A Lovely Day
What is the most important milestone in an angler's career? Most fly-fishers would probably tell you it's that usually awkward, always triumphant, moment when you hook and land your first fish on a fly. My own first fly-caught trout came from the Little Beaverkill, just upriver from Junction Pool in
There's nothing like a hatch of huge insects to bring out the kid in a fly fisherman. For one thing, most of the larger bugs trout feed upon are around only in late spring and summer, the seasons we all associate with carefree playtime. But there's more to it than that. For instance, whenever you see
Here's a trivia question for you: Who said the following, and when? And where? The ancients wrote of the three ages of man; I propose to write of the three ages of the fisherman. When he wants to catch all the fish that he can. When he strives to catch the largest fish. When he studies to catch the most
I'm lucky enough to be able to fish with guides from time to time. Most of my guides during the past dozen years have given me an enjoyable, occasionally unforgettable, outing, and I have almost always learned something from each of them. The guide-client relationship in general is a fascinating one.
I don't have a sister, but if I did, I'd want one just like Susan Williams Beckhorn, whose big brother is FR&R Conservation editor Ted Williams. In celebration of Ted's 60th birthday this past summer, Susan surprised him with a self-published book of his fishing adventures as told by about 50 survivors