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Call to Action: Tongass Nat’l Forest faces threat of Roadless Rule repeal

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Featured image from U.S. Forest Service 

The massive wilderness within Tongass National Forest is under threat right now. The US Forest Service just announced plans to repeal the protections given to the National Forest under the Roadless Area Conservation Policy, which President Clinton put into place to end logging in the wilderness areas of National Forests. The removal of these protections would open up the interior of Tongass Nat’l Forest to logging and roadbuilding which would disrupt and damage the irreplaceable forest ecosystem.

From AFFTA:

Repeal would negatively impact critical fish habitat, wilderness and local economy

The U.S. Forest Service recently announced its plan to exempt the Tongass National Forest from the national Roadless Rule, putting the vital protections of irreplaceable fish habitat and a $2 billion economic engine at imminent risk. The nation-wide comment period starts today.

“This shouldn’t even be part of the conversation, let alone an actual consideration,” said Ben Bulis, president of AFFTA. “The Tongass National Forest is one of the painfully few places in our country where wild salmon and trout thrive, and the rich wilderness and teeming rivers are still left unspoiled by development. A repeal of the Roadless Rule would be a travesty for the fishery and the local community whose livelihood and economy rely on the health of those resources.”

According to Mark Hieronymus, registered Alaska Guide and Sportfish Outreach Coordinator for Trout Unlimited’s Alaska Program, “the Roadless areas of the Tongass, as well as the Tongass 77 salmon priority watersheds, contain highly productive fish habitat and unspoiled wildlands that are critical to the vibrant and ever-growing fishing, guide/outfitter, and tourism industries of southeast Alaska.” Combined, they contribute more than $2 billion in economic activity and roughly 26% of jobs in the region annually. He adds, “the proposed repeal of the conservation measures inherent in the Roadless rule is a direct threat to the success and continued contributions of these industries.”

And the lack of fiscal sense would only compound current budget woes. There is already a combined $168 million backlog of existing road maintenance and restoration of habitat impaired by those existing roads. If they can’t keep up with the obligation of restoring what they’ve already impacted, there is little hope for conservation to be a priority moving forward.

“We need the fly fishing industry and the angling public to let the U.S. Forest Service know just how bad of an idea the repeal of the Roadless Rule is,” says Bulis. “This is your land. America’s Salmon Forest belongs to all of us.”

Public meetings are scheduled as various locations in Alaska as well as in Washington D.C. A full schedule of these meetings is available here. A 60-day comment period on the Draft Environmental Statement is also now open. We urge you to send a letter supporting the no-action alternative which will continue to protect the fish and wildlife of the Tongass for future generations of Americans to come.

AFFTA guides the sustainable growth of the fly fishing industry through trade development and stewardship. We accomplish this by advocating for the industry and empowering our members to improve their businesses through collaboration, education and building community; along with advocating for healthy fisheries and engaging our members and partners to support protection, restoration, and access.

Mahi Mahi on the Beaches of Croatia – Tips to Catch Them

Croatia is a favorite holiday destination for many Europeans who are seeking a relaxing vacation with family. The country has so much to offer from the stunning Adriatic Coast with hundreds of beaches to the historical towns, and charming villages. With traditional culture still preserved and the delicious Mediterranean cuisine on the menu, it is one of my favorite places to visit.

Photo: Vebjørn Kielland

For us flyfishers, one species comes to my mind to target in Croatia, the Mahi Mahi. The fish, also known as dorado or dolphin is as an acrobatic fighter with striking blue/yellow colors. Usually, you hear about them as a deep-sea pelagic species that live in the open ocean in tropical areas around the equator. But, Croatia can offer you something totally different. Mahi Mahi on the beaches and flats!

The last 20 years the temperature of Adriatic waters has been rapidly increased by global warming and fish species that weren’t there before, have begun to enter this area in large numbers.

Mahi in the Adriatic Sea started as nonnative predators but recently with global warming they have had a negative impact on local organisms in the sea. As the fastest growing fish in the ocean, they are irreversibly destroying local populations of Adriatic squids and needlefish. In good conditions, the fish can reach 1.3 to 2.7 inches a week up to 4 feet and 40 pounds in a single year! That is some rapid growth!

But all this aside they are a game fish that can be a blast to target and they taste really good as well. If you are interested in knowing more about these fish and how to target them you can follow these simple tips.

FIND THE RIGHT SPOT

When you fish for Mahi in Croatia the best way to start is to find a good spot where the water is rapidly dropping into deep or even better when you can find some ball of sardines or mullets around. Another option, which I personally prefer is to wade the shallow beaches, but this technique has several drawbacks. The biggest limitation is the tents of tourists, who are really curious, especially when you have fish on the other side of the line. For that reason, it is better to find your own place far away from swimming families.

The prime time is mid-July – mid-August when the water temperature is warmest. It actually doesn’t matter if you fish in the north or in the south of the country, but I most likely choose the bottom part of Croatia, due to the picturesque landscape and kind people down there.

USE RIGHT EQUIPMENT

Typically, you will not find bigger fish than 75 cm on the beaches but they are still very good fighters. The most important thing when it comes to proper equipment is the fly line and tippet.

I prefer the Rio Products Bonefish Quickshooter Fly Line. The line is primarily developed for bonefishing on flats, I would say this line is built for this kind of fishing. It works well for many reasons, but the primary purpose is to load your rod quickly and that’s exactly what you need. Usually, you will cast around 30 feet, but in a matter of seconds the school of Mahi can show up right in front of you and you have to hit them directly in the face.

I usually take a spool of 30lb, 25lb, 20lb, 16lb fluorocarbon tippet. Thicker fluoro tippet then 30lb will negatively affect the movement of your fly.

You also have to use reels with good working drag system and enough backing. These little Mahis’ will go into your backing usually and more backing is needed if you hit a good size bluefish on foot.

Remember, that fly fishing for Mahi in Croatia is hard work and it will take lots of patience. You can fish for hours, days without any strike, but when they suddenly show up you will experience one of the best fishing experiences of your life

When it comes to targeting these beauties, just remember there is no one perfect fly rod. Ironically, there are many perfect rods on the market, I personally fish Hardy HBX rods but their weight depends on the place and weather. When the wind cranks up you still need to cast long to bring fish closer, be prepared with an 8-weight rod, in normal conditions I suggest to use 7-weight rods, because the fight will be more enjoyable.

CHOOSING THE RIGHT FLY

Mahi Mahi in Croatia can feed on almost everything from little sardines, mullets, squids or seahorses. As the most common fly I use is the Surfcandy size 1/0-2/0 as an imitation of a sardine. But you can also use topwater poppers, which can be a lot of fun! The Mylar blue popper from Fulling Mill (pictured above) will do the job.

BE SURE TO STRIP FAST

Dolphin fish can swim at 50 MPH and leap to catch their prey. I never used such fast stripping anywhere else in the world than for Mahi. It’s because they are so curious and be careful do not let them check out your fly. Just move it as fast as possible.

If you decide to visit Croatia to get your first Mahi Mahi from the beach don’t forget to take in the whole experience. It can be easy that you will head back home with no fish caught but no matter what the pursuit will always drag you back to Croatia to fish for these colorful beasts on the sandy beaches!

Article by Katka Švagrová, a traveler, journalist, ambassador, and fly fishing guide at Hreggnasi Angling Club based in Iceland. Check her out on Instagram at @katka_svagrova. Additional photo credit to Vebjørn Kielland

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Joe Humphreys’ 5 Tips to Perfect Your Bow and Arrow Cast

In honor of being just a day away from the global release of “Live the Stream: The Story of Joe Humphreys” Flylords sat down with Joe to learn what advice he had to give on mastering his signature move: The Bow and Arrow cast.

This cast is one of the most useful, as well as unique looking casts that can be performed with a fly rod. By eliminating the need for a backcast, Joe Humphreys’ bow and arrow cast utilizes line tension and finesse in order to accurately launch your fly, while remaining unseen and untangled. Now from the master himself, here are Joe Humphreys’ 5 tips to perfect your bow and arrow cast.

1. Take Your Time, and Pinpoint Your Target

Just like any other cast, the steps you take before you even cast are just as important as the ones taken once the fly is in the water. So, before you make your cast make sure to look around. Assess the way the water is moving, what the fish are doing, possible places to get hung up on. Then, once you have a feel for your surroundings, focus in on where you’re going to place your fly. Imagine that patch of water with a bullseye painted on it, and envision your fly landing there.

scouting the water

2. Determine Your Distance and Loop Your Line

One of the more technical aspects of setting up your bow and arrow cast is determining the distance of your cast. Once you have a general idea of how much line you’ll need to get the fly to your target zone, start folding it into small figure-eight loops. By stacking these loops on top of each other in your fingers, you are keeping strong tension on the line, while also keeping a minimal profile and lowering your risk of tangles.

loop your line
Image courtesy of Live the Stream

3. Keep Your Hand ABOVE Your Fly

This is one of the most commonly made mistakes when it comes to making a bow and arrow cast. When you have made your loops, keep your fingers on them, NOT THE FLY. Many anglers believe that they need to hold the fly itself, in order to get maximum distance, but this is actually a good way to spook a fish. Here’s why:

when you hold the fly itself, then release it, you have already eliminated your “Loop” (one of the most important aspects to any fly cast). By doing so, once the fly is released, all the built-up energy will be on the fly, and once it lands, it will smash into the water not only scaring away fish, but ruining your cast’s accuracy.

By holding the fly line on its loops, the line will hold the potential energy. Therefore, once you make your release, the line will maintain a loop and gently unfold atop the water to deliver a soft and natural presentation.

hand above the fly

4. Wrap Your Fingers for Extra Control

With your pointer and thumb holding the line above the fly, wrap your middle and ring fingers over the loops so that there are now 4 points of contact on the line. The point of this is so that you have maximum control and increased tension to your line. By using one of your fingers to press down on the line, you can greatly increase the built-up strain without having to draw your line back any further.  It’s also so that you have more control over the behavior of your figure-eight loops. By adding an additional 2 points of contact, you make sure the loops are under maximum control, and that there is minimal chance for them to intertwine, tangle, or wrap.

tight line
image courtesy of Live the Stream

5. Take a Deep Breath, and Release

Often times, this cast is used in a situation where you will only get one shot to make the perfect presentation. So, before casting, take a deep breath, go over the steps one more time in your head, pull your line tight, and then when you feel confident; let that line fly.

To properly release, simply make sure your clear of your fly’s flight path, and release your 4 points of contact (thumb, pointer, middle finger, and ring finger) all at once. Depending on how much line you’ve allotted yourself, the tension of the draw will unravel your loops in mid-air and carry your fly to the water. Once you’ve made contact, make any mends or adjustments necessary, and get ready to set the hook.

fly release
Image courtesy of Live the Stream

Like with anything else, mastering such a cast takes practice and a lot of it. So whether you’re on a local stream, or just in your back yard, break out your rod and give this cast a few tries so that when game time comes; you’re ready.

Whether your like Joe fishing between troves of mountain laurels in the heartland of Pennsylvania, or you’re in the remote wilderness far from any roads, the bow and arrow cast will prove to be a beautiful, as well as effective casts when it comes to fishing small pools and tight creeks.

celebration

Make sure to see Joe’s additional tips, as well as the story of the man who started it all in his award-winning movie, “Live the Stream: The Story fo Joe Humphreys”, which will be available worldwide on November 5th, 2019. To pre-order or purchase, click HERE.

Don’t miss the inspiring life story of Pennsylvania’s fly fishing legend, Joe Humphreys: a man who was born to fly fish, lives to teach, and strives to pass on a respect for our local waters. A visually stunning film, anyone with a pulse can appreciate Joe’s contagious spirit and, at 86-years-young, trout streams are his fountains of youth.  This is an emotion-packed adventure and Joe will catch your heart in this powerful tale of tenacity, life, and love. Follow Live the Stream on Instagram and Facebook.

Cover image courtesy of Live the Stream 

Article written by Flylords team member Wills Donaldson

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A Fly Fishing Music Festival?

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Land Rover and Outside Magazine have joined forces to create a one-of-a-kind music festival in Coachella Valley, California, they call 4XFar, happening on January 18-20, 2020.

The festival will be the first place the public can test drive Land Rover’s new 2020 Defender. The festival grounds are even home to “15 acres of purpose-built, off-road courses for consumers to test-drive the 2020 Land Rover Defender alongside the company’s full range of vehicles. Guests will also have the chance to take new and vintage Land Rovers for a spin as the event will include special displays of heritage vehicles from the brand’s 71-year history.”

The festival will feature fly fishing as well as wilderness survival & outdoor photography workshops, mountain biking, slacklining, yoga, climbing, and wine tastings.

If you’re in the Coachella area and looking for something to do on a fine January day, go check out this festival and please, send us a fishing report!

Faces of Fly Fishing: Ruth Sims

We had the pleasure of interviewing the one and only Navajo Angler, Ruth Sims. Born to Red House Clan, Ruth is more than what meets the eye on social media. Not only does she fish, but in her spare time, she’s responsible for Electrical Engineering projects. This well-rounded angler has only been fly fishing for 5 years and has already seen/caught more fish than the average fisherman. Continue reading to see how Ruth has grown with the sport over the years.

Flylords: Who is Ruth Sims?

Ruth: I was born and raised in Seattle. I went to Seattle Pacific University where I got a Bachelors with a double major in Math and Electrical Engineering and a minor in Physics. After which I went to the University of Washington for a Masters in Electrical Engineering specializing in Control and Robotics. By trade, I am an electrical engineer working 40 hours a week on solar cell efficiency for aerospace applications. As for the other 128 hours/week minus sleep (this amount varies depending on how good the fishing is) I am a fly fishing angler. I was raised gear fishing and I have been fly fishing for 5 years now. Looking back on it I’ve realized it is the physics and mathematics of fly fishing that drew me in. It continues to intrigue me each day as I realize that there is always something new to learn.

Flylords: Why do they call you the Navajo fly fisher?

Ruth: Yá’át’ééh shik’éí dóó shidine’é. Ruth yinishyé. KinÅ‚ichíi’nii nishłį́. NaaÅ‚ani bashishchiin. Ákót’éego diné asdzáán nishłį́. Hello, my family and my friends. I am called Ruth. Born to Red House Clan. Born for Many Enemies Clan. In this way, I am a Navajo woman. My mother is born and raised on the Navajo Nation in the four corners region of the SW United States. In 1965 when she was 7 she was forced to attend boarding schools where she was beaten if she spoke Navajo even though she knew no other language, so by 8 she was speaking English which was useful because when she was 24 she met my dad at the McDonalds of Lloyd Center in Portland Oregon. My father is Oglala Sioux; however, as an original inhabitant of the United States the government only allows you to be registered with 1 federally recognized tribe even if you are comprised of  1, 2, or 3, etc. different indigenous bloodlines. Sometimes even if you are full-blooded of a single tribe (like my friends of the Winnemum Wintu Tribe of Northern California) the government will “un-federally recognize” you so that they can have full access to your lands and waters.

This is the case for this tribe when they were forcibly removed from their homes on the McCloud River during the construction of the Shasta Dam in 1938 flooding their ancestral lands and blocking 100% of their salmon return. To this day they are still un-federally recognized and their salmon do not return to their original spawning grounds. They are currently working with biologists of Fish and Game New Zealand to prove that the winter-run Chinooks of New Zealand carry the same genetics as the original Chinook salmon of the McCloud River (They started being transported over there in the late 1800s). The “fly fisher part” is because I like to fly fish.

Flylords: Favorite fly to tie?

Ruth: Made up leech/intruder patterns that PNW salmon/steelhead smash on the swing.

Flylords: Did you grow up with a fly rod in hand?

Ruth: No. my father, grandfather, and uncles all gear fish and as soon as I could walk my father put a rod in my hands and would take my sisters and me to fish the Puget Sound and a variety of local freshwater fisheries. In the summer of 2014while in grad school, I met a trio of native students through the small native community on my school’s campus. They were from Montana. They were the kind of natives who listened to country music, frequented rodeos, hunted and fished. Having grown up in the heart of Seattle this lifestyle was all too fascinating to me.

Once, while a group of us were hanging out I noticed a row of threads on a shelf next to a variety of tiny tools. I thought to myself, ‘hmmm… he must sew, how interesting.’ Being an avid quilter and dressmaker, mainly as a pastime hobby, I was allured by this set up of his. I asked, “Hey, do you sew or something?” He told me, “No, I tie flies.” Intrigued, I asked, “What do you mean flies?” With eyes a little more alert he began to bring out boxes and boxes of flies, explaining their every purpose and ideal environment. I asked if I could try making one and he proceeded to explain how difficult they were to tie. With one eyebrow slightly raised and a ‘try me’ look on my face he was reluctant but allowed me to use his tools and materials to tie my first fly. When I was done he took it from me, glanced at it from all angles and said “wow, I can’t believe that’s your first fly. That’s incredible.”

I’m the kind of person that looks at something and knows whether or not I am up for the challenge. Through my years of sewing and level of comfort using thread, I knew I could do it and that I would enjoy it. Before ever casting a rod or really even understanding what fly fishing was I had already tied a half box worth of flies-some from existing patterns but many of my own creation from things I had found around the house. That August I went to Montana and ended up fly fishing for the first time with my friend and his dad on a small river near the Flathead Indian Reservation. I ended up catching my first fish on the fly using the first fly I had tied. At that moment the fishing gene that was passed down from my grandfather to my father to me had been summoned and I was instantly and absolutely in love with fly fishing.

Soon after I returned from Montana, that friend, the only person I knew who fly fished graduated and moved back to Montana. Without knowing how to really fly fish or even a single person who fly fishes, I bought my first fly rod and I was determined to learn how to catch fish on the fly-not just accidentally but with skill and precision. I spent every single weekend out on local rivers. The Skykomish, the Yakima, and the pristine rivers of the Olympic Peninsula would become my weekend home away from home. I would go alone and spend hours on the river watching YouTube videos of casting and trying to imitate what I saw. In 8 months I caught about 3 fish averaging a whopping 6-8”. I would spend my days after work reading all that I could, going to fly shops, and pestering the heck out of the employees for tips and recommendations. I quickly realized the challenge that it presented.

As an engineer, I see the world in numbers. I saw fly fishing as a physics problem with endless parameters and variables and most importantly an infinite amount of solutions, solutions that I became addicted to solving. I knew how things should look, be managed and presented but part of the problem was that I straight up wasn’t that good of a fly fisher. I acknowledged that. I spent plenty of time seeing other people catch fish so at least I knew where the fish were. That’s when I decided that since I knew the waters but I was not good at catching fish, I had better figure out what I was doing wrong. And that’s what I did. In about the 10th month of my journey, one of the fly shop guys agreed to take me with him on his next outing. It was the first time I had ever received feedback on my fly presentation. After I got my dead drift down it was game on and it has been game on ever since. I really don’t envision a life without fly-fishing.

Flylords: Who was the biggest inspiration in the sport to you?

Ruth: My biggest inspiration in the sport was seeing other people on Instagram of all ages and backgrounds either tying, attaining records, learning to cast, winning casting competitions, catching tiny fish, and catching huge fish. It didn’t matter who was doing what, it mattered that some of them I could relate to and in that, I was able to find encouragement and motivation in the sport.

Flylords: Where is the place that molded you into the fisher-woman you are today?

Ruth: The Olympic Peninsula going after fish from day 1 that was WAY out of my league. Although now those fish and I are friends, we use to be mortal enemies. That place molded me because 90% of the time you go and catch nothing, and being skunked can teach you more than you ever imagined. You take the place in for all that it is, goals become good casts or a nice swing instead of catching fish, or a beautiful shot of the morning fog and when you do finally catch it calls for Cristal. (Not really because I’m allergic to champagne and would never spend that much on alcohol, but hypothetically!)

Flylords: What are the top three things you get out of fly fishing?

Ruth: Pure and utter joy, feelings of accomplishment, and memories that I can look back on and tell stories of for generations. All in all, however, fishing is a time for me to reflect on where I am in life and what my next step should be. It’s a time for me to practice patience, appreciate, and be attentive to all around me. Fly fishing has become my escape from life, from worries and problems and given me praise and confidence which inevitably are healing necessities. It gives me something to look forward to, something that can completely take me away in thought when I need life to let me breathe and reground again. 

Flylords: Tell us a little about the trip you did with us a few months ago.

Ruth: We visited Belize to fish for bonefish, permit, and tarpon. In 3 days we saw a few tarpon rolls, didn’t catch any. We saw bonefish one time “in the wild” besides next to this dock where there were literally hundreds of them waiting for the lobster fishermen to return to throw scraps in the water. When this happened they went crazy like carp being fed pellets at the local state fair. I mean like thrashing and fighting on the surface crazy, it was kind of cool to watch. They were very easy to catch when they were eating on the surface like this. We saw some permit and with 3 of us fishing, I’d say because of taking turns we each probably had about 2-3 shots at permit over the course of the 3 days but none of us got one… I think perhaps we visited Thatch Caye (Blue Horizon Flyfishing) resort at not the most optimal time of the year – this was the 3rd week of August. The resort itself is a very beautiful piece of property perfect for honeymooners and travelers wanting to visit a “Tropical Paradise.” The most positive part of that trip was fishing with our guide. We had the pleasure of fishing with Lincoln Westby for 3 days who has caught over 3000 permit on fly. Literally the Permit Master, I could listen to that man’s stories for days and not just fish stories, but stories on life, guidance and simply how to live your best life. Mr. Westby is 87 years old and poling us around on the flats for Pete’s sake. Mic drop.

Flylords: What’s the best fishing product you own?

Ruth: I have a couple. First off glasses are everything especially if you are sight casting. My Smith Optics glasses with Chroma Pop technology make all the difference. The “Longfin” frames are clutch because they are integrated with megol side shields that provide full glare protection, but are not all giant so they are still comfortable and don’t look crazy.

Also, as far as keeping dry living up in the PNW I have tried a multitude of raincoats…the only one that has never failed me is the Columbia PFG women’s Outdry Hybrid Jacket. Plus it’s mad thin/light so I can just stuff it down into my backpack for that just in case rain. Speaking of packs.. often times if I’m doing a sun up-sun down trip and I don’t want to carry too much on my back like if we are hiking up a river long ways I like to keep it simple and carry everything on my waist. The OPST rainforest waterproof waist pack is my lifesaver during the steelhead season. Its 10L so it carries even a water bottle and food. It’s a roll-top waist pack so I don’t have to mess with a stuck zipper. It’s lightweight and comfortable so I can wear it all day keeping my shoulders relaxed. In another world, saltwater my Einarsson reel (Made in Iceland) has never failed me on the largest, the fastest, or the strongest fish…the drag is unparalleled.

Flylords: What’s the most important tool on a fly rod? The rod itself, line, reel?

Ruth: It kind of depends on what you are catching. I feel like if you are catching any fish that can bring you to your backing in seconds then the reel and its drag have to be on point. In general, however, if we’re just talking casting or the majority of fly fishing that I do (freshwater) then its the line all day. You can have a cheap rod but if your line is weighted perfectly and it glides effortlessly then you don’t have to have a pricey rod to make beautiful casts.

Flylords: How would you describe the youth of fly fishing?

Ruth: The youth of fly fishing is eager to try new tactics, patterns, test their hypothesis of what might work. They are constantly innovating and thinking of the new big thing, whether it be species, location, product development, etc. At the same time, the history and fundamentals of fly-fishing remain respected and held high. That’s probably one of the things that I enjoy most about being part of this community is that while innovation and creativity can flourish, respecting the people, inventions, methodologies, and history of fly fishing is also present in this new generation of fly fishers. And what is it that is documenting this new wave if fishers? Social media in many forms is tracking every step of the way whether it be through Instagram, YouTube, online journals, or online forums. The beauty of it all is that when a new flyfisher is born they will have an abundance of resources with which to learn from that at the same time is exponentially growing. It’s a positive wonderful thing. As far as more females joining I would describe that as incredible. When you look at the majority of flyfishing accounts that have high followings, with the exception of Flylords, Fly Fishing Nation, and maybe 2-3 male accounts its all-female anglers. I think one of my friends put it comically frank when we had just the two of us hiking way up one of the coastal rivers on the Olympic Peninsula, had maybe seen 2 other anglers all day and were swinging for steelhead. She said, “look at us!? Dudes are complaining that women have undeserved attention but look where we are, it’s like seeing a f**king Maserati at Walmart.” Although I about died laughing the thing to take away from this is that the reason why its incredible is because we are stepping into a male-dominated world that is traditionally designed to not accommodate or welcome us (Ex. This is the world in which we live: I stayed at a fly lodge in Idaho this past summer that has a “men’s only portion” of it, but you best believe my friend and her mom trifled through that place in wonder – with respect of course). Through my travels and fishing experiences, I’ve come to meet quite a lot of female anglers and interestingly enough a lot of them have very similar traits. They don’t put up with disrespect, VERY outspoken, they are driven to learn more and more, they not afraid to challenge the norm, and they are some of the baddest anglers and casters I’ve ever met. For me personally, Even though I’ve only been fly fishing for 5 years since undergrad as an engineering student it was the same situation, male-dominated so really it wasn’t that much of a change being surrounded by men in the fly world. However I will say that it takes a certain kind of female to withstand both the positive and negative attention that you get from male anglers (and unfortunately some female anglers), and I think that the most important first step is the way in which you present yourself. I see myself as truly having a passion for fly fishing and as someone who is eager to learn more and more and I think the image portrayed by social media correctly delivers that. All in all, I’m just a fly fisherwoman who is eager to learn but is also confident enough to handle the attention both positive and negative. On a scale from 1 to 10 on how fun it is to be a woman in the fly world, I’d give it an 11, because if you have ever fished with me you would know that I absolutely find so so much joy in it. And a bonus 1 is for the praise and support I get not only from family and friends but even those I don’t know for getting after what I love. A bonus 1 for helping to encourage other women to get in on this. The positivity overrides and uncomfortable or negative situations I may encounter by 110%, and I’d rather give and focus my energy on that.

Flylords: What’s next for ya?

Ruth: In early 2020 I have a trip planned with my boyfriend (who happens to also be my favorite fishing partner) to fish for Golden Dorado in South America. This is a species that I have never caught so this will be more tools learned in the fly fishing toolbox. So far I’ve caught 72 different species on the fly and I feel that with each new species there is something new to learn whether it be with fly tying, casting, presentation/retrieval, water ecology, or my favorite culture/language/food of the indigenous people of that specific region. I feel like the benefit of targeting a new species further completes the amount of confidence you have to walk up to ANY piece of water based on what you have learned from previous species and make educated guesses on how to entice a fish to bite. Prior to this trip and right after until late April my time will mainly be spent swinging for steelhead in the PNW. I bought my first spey rod in March of 2017 and for the first two years, I was able to hook and land different Pacific Salmon species, bull trout, and coastal cutthroat, but never the infamous chromer. I tried relentlessly weekend after weekend but it wasn’t until I went to the Skeena Fall of 2019 on a 10-day 2nddate with my new boyfriend (who also happens to be one of the best spey fishermen I’ve ever met – a straight steelhead magnet) that I hooked into my first 4 steelhead…but lost them all!! As tragic fate would have it, it would not be until March of 2018 that I would land my first one. Checkmate. In a weird way, its sort of like I unlocked a new set of knowledge because since that day I’ve hooked countless more and landed 3 others. 3 of those fish I caught on flies that I tied-which really is all the feels.

This interview was conducted by team member Collin Terchanik.

 

Video of the Week: Destination Airstream

They say that beautiful fish live in beautiful places, and we get to see that in this week’s video of the week. The Metolius river in central Oregon proves to be full of amazing views, great campsites, and healthy fish.

In the film, we get a small glimpse into a day in the life of traveling via airstream. A fly tying vice is a necessary part of being to adapt to the exact river conditions, and with the airstream easily accessible from the river, you can adapt to exactly what is hatching around you. Check out the full film to see some amazing views, and even a fish in the net.

This video was created by Jake Melara. Be sure to check him out on Vimeo for more content.

The video of the week is selected and written by FlyLords team member Conner Grimes (@doublehaulfishing).

https://theflylords.com/2019/10/10/video-of-the-week-run/

https://theflylords.com/2019/10/03/video-of-the-week-glitching-the-matrix/

https://theflylords.com/2019/09/26/video-of-the-week-after-the-man/

 

A Halloween Story Best Told in the Dark

As moonless night and black water sweep over our heads and beneath our feet the Big Hole whispers stories in our ears of glowing crook-jawed monsters devouring mice, small birds, and wayward beaver babies up past their bedtimes–Night Stalkers on the Prowl! Shadow Beasts of the Forgotten River! The Creature Time Forgot!

My mind, now well papered with black and white sci-fi movie posters bragging ridiculous creatures and double features also has me tasting buttered popcorn with a hint of swamp slime and river foam– I can feel the “good n plenty” stuck between my teeth and I can see the scaly back of the elusive monster break the surface just ahead, its wake a fine edged dagger trailing steadily behind.

“Keep those safety glasses on, its gonna get real weird out here,” Wade says as he adjusts his own pair of shatterproof shooting lenses.

‘I have no doubt’, I think, as I roll the hook of a large articulated streamer back and forth between my thumb and forefinger. It seems alive in my hand as its joints and wet feathers twist in animation begging to be tossed overboard to set about the task its creator assigned it. Standing at attention on the bow I squint into the night as we ferry through a section of small pour-overs and eddies to reach the nearly imperceptible craggy left bank. The sinking line coiled between my feet slithers a bit around my wet toes. I have never fished a new moon before and though reports vary, our hopes are high for some heavy action. A twitch of nerves jolts up and down my spine that I haven’t felt in years. The shadows along the bank morph into wolves- into bears and then into something I can’t quite name but recognize somehow as beautiful and dangerous. A series of howls initiate somewhere downstream and ricochet against the valley walls reaching our ears in a distorted warble. I think I hear a growl and the sound of claws along the bank.

The sneak factor seems in our favor and Wade and I agree that the dominant nocturnal Salmo trutta known to occupy this stretch of river must also be thinking the same as they set out to hunt on this moonless night. Another cinematic title flashes through my mind—When Predator Becomes Prey! I grin with amusement but catch myself as a horrible thought bobs to the surface. Am I setting us up for a major B-movie flop? I push the idea as far away as possible as Wade tells me to begin casting into the inky black current in front of me.

Silver screen courage abounds yet, one section after another pass beneath our boat without accomplishment nor capture. Between casts we gaze up at the sparkling heavens for inspiration, occasionally catching the streak of a falling star or the orbit of an unknown satellite.

Wade navigates by the sound of the riffles and slack water painted around us in fuzzy whites and swirling black oils, occasionally I watch him take a bearing against the silhouette of the canyon wall running jagged up and down against the roughly stitched edge of the Milky Way. We travel in silence, straining our eyes and ears for signs of motion. I take my turn at the oars in the quiet, slow sections that require minimal navigational awareness.

Occasionally we drop anchor in an eddy and climb out to stretch and wander and doubt and thrash our rods back and forth in the dark. Each of us disappears up or downstream to stumble over the slippery river rock or negotiate the tangled willows and tic-filled cottonwoods in search of what might be holding close to the bank.

Midnight comes and goes as do miles of unanswered casts and frenzied retrieves which occasionally snag, eliciting a jolt of lightning across the brain, a thuggish strip set accompanied by heart palpitations, and the realization that your backing is thinning and nothing but stone is on the end of the line—

A spark against a boulder on the bank as the hook finds familiar mineral, then rolls into the eddy–a hurried blind cast resulting in another meatball to be swiftly retrieved and untangled before we lose any more opportunities in this stretch.

“Gotta keep checking for meatballs,” he says, “the trick is to…” I lose his words as they are swallowed up by the fast water slapping urgently at the raft bottom.

Beneath a bridge we drop anchor and reassess. The stars are painted over with concrete and iron beams. It’s darker than it has been and I lose the edges of the raft against the water. I track my hands by the dull glint of starlight reflected from my fingernails. My mind swims and for a moment I feel like I am traveling through outer space.

An unseen can is opened with a sharp metallic pop and another is pressed to my chest but before I can get a hand on it, it drops into my lap then slips between my legs and bounces into a rubbery fold somewhere beyond my reach. I mumble a grunt of dismay as I slump into an unfamiliar posture. It must be one o’clock and I think of the quilt covered bed that my wife and baby girl are sleeping in beside the Wise River, that generous stretch of beauty only miles away feeling both farther and further away with every splash of our oars.

“Hey! You awake?”
–I am back in the raft, startled wide awake, beer in hand, river water dripping from the brim of my hat and off the tip of my nose.

Wade is laughing, stretched out over the side of the boat splashing water across his own face with both hands.

“Maybe they smell us?” he speculates, dragging his fingertips back and forth through the water, “Maybe they smell you, Southern boy.”

Coming from a fifth generation Montanan this strikes me as a real possibility and I lift my arm in order to confirm or deny. Unsure, I lower my arm and say nothing, glad for the dark yet suddenly self-conscious and wishing I had an elk hide to wrap myself with or a bison carcass to roll around in.

Out of the black I catch a stray reflection off the plastic safety lenses slipping down Wade’s nose as he leans toward me, his hands offering an open box filled with paired glowing eyes.

“I think It’s time we switch to the mice. Doctors’ orders.”

He places the opened bi-fold in my palms and his hands retreat from the dim starlight my eyes have gathered. The anchor splashes to the surface and the oars creak softly as the brass locks begin to swivel back and forth in their weathered fittings. As we pull into the current I tie a knot I am positive of without switching on my headlamp. Something feels different. The presence of a third in our craft? What ghost or spirit has hitched a ride?

We swap oar duty one last time as we enter the final stretch of river before the takeout. Nothing beyond keeping the raft pointed downstream is required of me. I listen to the line being cast through the air as I concentrate on making steady and quiet draws of the oars through the water.

The next few moments are blurry, exaggerated, full of special effects, and entirely true.

Cue trumpets, drum roll, and glorious electric guitar riff.

A scream and a splash, a hollered string of expletives and hallelujahs, the boat comes round off the bow, pivoting on what seems to be an anchored line…

Flashbulbs pop along the bank and the Hollywood sign dangling from the canyon wall is suddenly illuminated by a shower of fireworks and dazzling sparklers, limousines race to the takeout to pick us up and rush us away to the awards show-our waders transform into tuxedos and they feel like a second skin.

We pause only for high fives, and autographs and handfuls of buttered popcorn.

Happy Halloween!
Article from Daniel Evan Weddle of Mountain Rest, South Carolina.

After Losing Arm in Accident, Idahoan Fly Fisherman is Still Chasing Tight Lines

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Featured image by Jordan Rodriguez for the Idaho Statesman 

Wes Atkinson knew that after his arm was amputated things would change, but he knew that no matter what, he wouldn’t let the injury keep him from pursuing his passion for the outdoors. Wes lost his arm in a UTV accident in June, but his addiction to fishing got him back out on the water by the end of July using a custom-built fly rod designed to be used one-handed.

Initially he feared his fishing and hunting seasons would be cut short, but thanks to his supportive family and his own drive to get back out, he’s managed to sneak in a half dozen float trips on his local trout river since the accident and it sounds like he has had no issues devising methods to reel in his catches.

“I’ve caught a lot of fish, including several over 20 inches,” Atkinson said. “But I’ve also lost a lot of fish. It’s figuring out a new way of doing things, but your body gets into the habit pretty quick.”

Our hats are off to Wes and we hope that he continues to dominate his outdoor life and share his passion with others. Check him out on Instagram at @downahandmountainman!

To read more about Wes, check out this article on the Idaho Statesman!

Hank Patterson’s Fish-cation From Hell!

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From award avoiding director Hank Patterson comes the latest fly fishing horror film “Hank Patterson’s Fish-cation From Hell!”. A harrowing story of a group fly fishing trip gone awry. Filled with haunted waters, mysteriously tricky rainbow trout its the fly fishing film sensation you didn’t know you needed to see!

Catching the Baddest Brookies on the Planet: Tips & Tricks

Presented by Kuhl and Fishing BC

I have a sentimental connection to brook trout. My first fish on a fly was a brightly colored 7 inch brookie in a small stream outside of Bozeman, Montana. I hooked him on a size 10 elk hair caddis behind a sunken log in the middle of July. My hands trembled as I lifted the wild fish from the net and admired him in awe. I knew I’d never stop fly fishing from that moment on. 

The brook trout at Fortress Lake are much different than their cousins in Montana who sparked my fly fishing journey years ago. These brooks are big, bold, and fight like hell. Here is what you need to know to catch some of the largest brook trout on the planet:

Tip 1: Dawn & Dusk

Anyone who has spent time on the water knows the general rule that fishing is best early and late in the day. This holds true with Fortress Lake’s monster trout as well.  Of course, you can catch fish midday (and we did), but the numbers aren’t quite the same. Although, gloomy skies can be the ticket to feisty bites all day long! 

Tip 2: Structure & Flow

Using terms like “always” and “never” is a quick way to get yourself into a sticky pickle when talking about fishing. However in this specific scenario, “always” is fitting and accurate. Fish always congregate around structure and creek inflows when present. Looking for logs and other structure is a great place to start. Almost anywhere that has a dramatic change in depth will also hold fish (compared to the shallow flats). Creek inflows are the holy grail of fish concentration because the flowing water creates a conveyor belt of food and cold, highly oxygenated water that fish love. At Fortress Lake, focus on where the milky inflow meets the clear turquoise lake water. 

Tip 3: Low & Slow

Use a heavy streamer pattern and retrieve it slowly near the bottom of the lake. We had luck with both full sink lines and sink tips. The most important thing to remember here is to be patient and let her sink – most anglers begin to strip before the fly has a chance to reach proper depth. Anecdotally, slow retrieval’s produced the most bites. 

The brook trout in Fortress Lake are plentiful and big enough to bend a 5 weight in half. Fishing for these brightly colored beauties in British Columbia’s backcountry is an experience you won’t soon forget! 

Check out Allie D’Andrea on Instagram at @outdoors_allie and on her YouTube Channel. She is an avid outdoorswoman who is an active voice in the conservation of our public lands.

You can find more information about Fortress Lake Wilderness Retreat on their website here. And the heli company who helped make this trip possible here.

Photos from Jesse Packwood for Team Flylords

https://theflylords.com/2018/11/02/6-things-you-never-knew-about-brook-trout/

https://theflylords.com/2019/01/06/the-brook-trout-of-patagonia/