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The Tiny Angler

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Meet Westley Wade Lim, a 4 year old angler from Vancouver Island, who comes from a long line of fishermen/women.  His parents met working at a fishing lodge in Haida Gwaii, and both have a big love and a long relationship with the water.
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This tiny angler is arguably, the most adorable fly fisherman on the Quinsam River in Campbell River, Vancouver Island.
I couldn’t make this guy up if I tried. This is so him.  He talks fishing, spends hours pouring over dusty old fishing books and daydreams about his bucket list of fishing hotspots and trips.
ww5-1502.jpgI’ve seen many a confused look on his playschool playmates faces as he chats away about all sorts of fishing-related lingo.  It’s the kind of passion that some spend a lifetime searching for.
ww5-1534.jpgIf you ask him what sort of fishing he likes he’ll chuckle and say  “any kind of fishing”. He can tie flys, rig cut plugs, spey cast, set his own hooks, when asked what he wanted to do for his 5th birthday party he shouted “Halibut fishing in Nootka!!”.
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He loves old school fishing, buck tailing for cohos in salt chuck Often using gear that’s been hidden away in treasure boxes for decades.

ww5-1826.jpgHe’s just as happy to catch and release as he is to cook up and eat any of his catches. While other 4 year olds are watching cartoons this guy is watching captain Quinn Weekly ‘Cast Northwest’. ww5-1928.jpgHe is almost 5 and is filled with old salty soul fishing magic as well as an imagination and zest that can bring a smile to even the coldest heart. He is truly one of a kind.ww5-2109.jpgHe’ll walk up to any fisher person inspect their catch, ask what they were using, and rattle off some sort of fishing story back at them.  I have no doubt in my mind that his life with be one packed with fish tales and adventure. ww5-2235.jpgJust yesterday he reeled in an 18 pound Chinook Salmon off the Quadra Island lighthouse near Campbell River.  I am confident that you haven’t seen the last of this little legend.ww5-1687 (1).jpg


Photos and words courtesy of Vancouver Island based photographer Erin Wallis. Check out Erin’s work on her website at http://www.erinwallis.com. And follow along with Westley at @oldbabymen.


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Video of the Week: Lybalakh

Our latest Video of the Week goes all the way around the world (for us at least) to the remote Siberian Mountains in northern Russia. This incredibly scenic film documents a story from Keith Rose-Innes, a world class fly fisherman. Keith oversees Alphonse Fishing Company, which hosts destinations that are on almost every angler’s bucket list.

Follow along as this film takes us to some remote lakes that have most likely never seen a fly. The group in this film sets out in search of some ridiculously large arctic char, which they have only seen in photos from the few natives that inhabit this part of the world. You’ll just have to watch for yourself to find out if they get it done (although the cover photo may be a spoiler). Check out the article below to see some awesome behind the scenes photos from this trip.

This film was created by Keith Rose-Innes. Be sure to check out his Vimeo and website for more awesome content.

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

https://theflylords.com/2018/06/04/lybalakh-in-search-of-giant-arctic-char/

https://theflylords.com/2018/09/23/video-of-the-week-smoke-on-the-water/

https://theflylords.com/2017/10/30/arctic-obsessions/

Rod Review: Thomas & Thomas’s Zone Series

We had the chance to sit down with rod maker and developer, Joe Goodspeed. This interview highlights the new Thomas & Thomas Zone Rod series and explains why this American made tool is best in its class!

  1. What is the T&T ZONE rod?  Zone rod is our award-winning new series of fully USA manufacture fly rods — nine versatile models that covers line weights 3-10.
  2. If someone wants to try out one of these rods, where is the best place to look?  Authorized T&T dealers will have Zone rods in stock this fall, although the easiest place to take a look at the Zone lineup is on our website.
  3. How many man-hours does it take to create the ZONE? Between cutting patterns, rolling blanks, ferruling, splining, mounting grips, wrapping guides, writing serial numbers by hand, and epoxy finishing work there are many steps involved building a rod from start to finish here at our factory.  It takes several hours of skilled labor and a week of moving from station to station in production process to complete a Zone fly rod.
  4. What was the reason for producing another model?  T&T strives to offer our customers the best selection of products that we can produce.  With our improved production facility and better efficiency, we targeted a more accessible price point fly rod to help bring the T&T brand to a larger audience with the Zone series.
  5. Is this rod for a specific species? Or is it diverse?  Zone rods are designed to perform the full spectrum of functions that any given line weight model might be expected to perform.  Versatile performance for a diverse range of species and fishing applications.
  6. Tell us about the ZONE 9-weight taking home the “Best of Show Fly Rod – Saltwater” award. This was a very exciting moment for T&T!  It has been 22 years since T&T last won an IFTD award, when the Horizon series also won the saltwater award.  We feel like the performance and reception of our recent products – Exocett, Avantt, Contact nymph, and Lotic glass – significantly increased brand awareness to make this award possible for the Zone series.  
  7. What in the rod making process makes this a high-quality product?  From start to finish, our materials, process, and people dictate that nothing but high-quality products make it through to our inspection bench.
  8. Tell us a little about your slogan, “the rod you will eventually own.”  Always considered something of a tongue-in-cheek phrase, the slogan implies that when you fill your gear bag with the best products, the necessity to include T&T fly rods is inevitable.
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For more awesome products, blogs, and information check out the Thomas & Thomas website!

This interview was conducted by Flylords team member, Collin Terchanik.

Tips for Catching Brook Trout: Pennsylvania’s Gem

If you like getting eaten alive by insects, hung up on thick brush, fishing in a body of water the size of a ditch, and desire a challenge, then targeting brook trout is perfect for you. The new generations of fly fishermen must realize that fly fishing is not always about catching large fish, it is about getting out of your comfort zone and landing that “new species.” 

The brook trout is the only native trout to Pennsylvania and used to thrive in all of the major streams… Ever since wild browns have taken over an abundant amount streams and are now an apex predator, brookies are found deeper in the mountains. Today, they are like oversized minnows with a color pattern no other species can match in beauty. It is crazy to think that these tiny fish used to average sizes similar to brown trout. That is why “Size does not matter!” The beauty of brook trout definitely overshadows its smaller sizes in length. Targeting brook trout can be easier than catching a pan fish, but can also be more difficult than getting onto a musky at times.

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Here are some tips to be successful:

1. Be a ninja... It is simple, these fish are very skittish and will disappear in a blink of an eye. To avoid spooking brooks, walk carefully when scouting water. You will be surprised how much more productive you will be if you avoid walking in the stream. Also, be sure to not cast shadows on any holes. They will be gone in a flash and leave you with empty water.

 

2. Get out of your comfort zone… Search in overlooked regions and explore deep into the spring fed mountain runs. These areas carry less pressure and we all know cool, fresh, and turbulent water call for a healthy environment. Here in PA you will come across some of the best water that is overrun by our state flower, the mountain laurel. Even with this obstacle you must be sure to hit every pocket you can. Crawl on your stomach or crouch for a good position to bow’n arrow cast in these thick areas.

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3. Make your fly dance... Brook trout are one of the most aggressive trout. I know of fishermen catching these fish on a dry fly in every month of the year! These fish are opportunists that will take a meal when they can. They are not picky in the PA region and will eat almost any fly you put in front of them. I have caught countless fish by lightly bouncing my fly up against the current at the end of each drift. I have now turned this into a technique and have had some of the most fun with this dry fly dancing skill.

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4. Pack simple… No need to stuff your pack with boxes of flies and leader. I think of targeting brook trout as a “simple” way of fishing. Here is a quick list of things I pack on a trip:

  • These fish typically will not spool you out or break your line…  5x or 6x leaders/tippet are the most appropriate. Mono for dries and fluorocarbon for nymphing. 
  • Bug spray, Bug spray, Bug spray… You will thank me later.
  • Due to the high canopied trees, polarized shades will allow you to spot your fly easier in the lowest light. 
  • As for flies, I recommend starting with a light-colored elk hair caddis or stimulator and going from there. I also find that variations of the Bread n Butter by George Daniel is an awesome nymph that is good all year round. (Crushes browns too) 
  • As for your weapon of choice; a light rod and reel is best. The Thomas and Thomas Lotic Rod is a nice go-to for its versatility to make the transition to small nymphs or streamers when called for, along with its sensitivity to protect the finest tippets.
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5. Treat the fish like it’s the last… Be respectful to not only the environment but the creatures that inhabit it. Do not act as a bulldozer walking through brush. Try to leave it the way you found it so that area can continue producing fish. Now, this brings me to handling these tiny fish. They are very delicate and aren’t hardy like bass (obviously). Go barbless! And leave them in the water as much as possible. Too much pressure when handling brooks can cause fatal outcomes. 

These fish are special. From the time you see that outburst on the surface of the water, your heart starts pumping. Even with the limited size, they will be forever one of my favorite species; for their beauty and because they are Pennsylvania’s state fish.

This article was written by Collin Terchanik from the Flylords Team and Penn State’s Fly Fishing Club. Photos by Tyler Eaton, Brandon Lawruk, and Sarah Leep.

 

https://theflylords.com/2017/06/26/5-tips-for-catching-brook-trout-in-small-streams/

https://theflylords.com/2018/04/29/10-tips-catching-more-trout/

Costa Behind The Guides: Rachel Finn

We traveled up to the Adirondacks to meet with legendary Adirondacks guide Rachel Finn and Peter Vandergrift for a day on the water. Rachel is the head guide for The Hungry Trout up near Lake Placid, a Patagonia ambassador, and has also been a guide in the northeast for over 25 years. She is an incredible artist, angler, friend, and had us laughing the entire trip… Apologies for the language in the article, but Rachel doesn’t hold back, and it’s part of her charm.untitled (85 of 104)Flylords: Tell us a little about yourself?
Rachel: My name is Rachel Finn, I’m a 56-year-old woman living in the Adirondacks of New York State. I work as a fly fishing guide and an artist. Beyond that, I’m kind of somebody who never grew up…untitled (52 of 104)Flylords: How long have you been guiding in the Adirondacks for?
Rachel: I’ve been guiding here for 25 years. The guy that I work for now, I used to watch him get on the school bus. So yeah, I’m kind of old. But don’t fuck with me man.untitled (32 of 104)Flylords: What do you think made you stay in this area so long and what makes this place special to you?
Rachel: What I love about the North East, and maybe because I grew up in the North East, is that we sort of walk around with a chip on our shoulder about a lot of our endeavors here. Our winters are hard, skiing and fishing here is hard. And I think part of what I like about it is that it’s hard. And that you have to work for it. The fishing here is also very intimate and I like that.untitled (1 of 1) Flylords: Tell us a little about your artwork.
Rachel: I’ve been making art since I was a little kid. At first, I thought I was going to be a scenic artist for the theater because I really like theater, especially musical theater. That would have been a smarter choice as far as employment and making money but I got involved with fine art in school, at Skidmore, I really liked painting.IMG_4691 2 After college I had no idea what I was doing but I knew I needed to learn more so I applied to graduate schools and got into Yale and went there and I got my ass kicked there, man, that was like Outward Bound, where they break you down so you build yourself back up. And that worked for me.IMG_4695
A lot of my work is about fishing. You’re not supposed to see it – it’s not about a pool that I fished on the Battenkill. It’s about the light that I experienced or patterns that I saw and then just trying to make some interesting art about it…untitled (7 of 7)Flylords: So you’ve been a guide for 25 years. Have you faced any challenges being a female guide in this industry?
Rachel: For me, it’s never been a problem… Once actually, way back when, I worked in a fly shop, and our manager who’s terrific, at that time, named Bob, a guy comes in, I’m behind the desk, he asked me “what’s going on? What’s happening on the river?” And I start talking. Bob is standing next to me and he’s very tall, the guy’s like “whatever” and he looks at Bob and he’s like “what’s going on on the river?” And Bob’s like, well you better ask her ’cause she knows everything about it. He stood up for me. I’m like bring it! Some guys would walk into the shop saying; “I caught a 30-inch fish.” And I’m like, “Oh, yeah, what do you have? A 15-inch dick?”…. untitled (50 of 104)Did I have to work harder and try harder? No, I just did what I did. I grew up very athletic as a kid and I was a pretty good athlete and all my friends were boys and I was just accepted right from when I was 7 years old. It never stopped.untitled (62 of 104) I think fly fishing is the most equal across the board for a male and female sport, maybe chess okay – If you want to call that a sport. But, there’s absolutely no difference in physical ability in fly fishing. Across the board and generally through my guiding and teaching, women are better students. They tend to listen better. They don’t try and muscle things. They’re more about the finesse. I think they’re better suited to it really. Most of my fishing buddies are guys. That creates actual problems sometimes with their wives. Because they immediately assume we’re having sex out there.untitled (1 of 26).jpgFlylords: Describe the Ausable River in 4 Sentences…
Rachel: I’ll give you one word…Psychotic.
There are much better rivers to fish as far as fish count goes but there aren’t many as beautiful as the Ausable. I’ve seen every inch of it. Made a point of that to go from the top to the bottom and fish every part of it over my time here. What’s so crazy about it is that it just changes so much. It experiences its own little weather patterns and really severe changes. It’s really hard … It’s suited for my sort of self-inflicting tendencies to fish in a place like this because it doesn’t make it any easier. But it’s striking. It’s hard to wade, it’s very physical. I love that about the river, especially when I fish it by myself.untitled (34 of 104) I’m so focused when I’m fishing. I love that I don’t have to think about anything else. I guess I’m in just a constant state of denial when I’m fishing which I think a lot of people are really. That’s why we like it so much. But it’s so different from let’s say, skiing right? You get the same thing. I call it a flow. You’re just focused on what you’re doing and not about anything else. When you do things like that, that are fast it’s pretty cool. Like skiing trees. We’re making decisions that you don’t even have time to make. You’re so intuitive, your brain and your body are together making a decision. Fishing is like that too really, but it’s so much slower. It’s almost like golf. It’s like between holes you have all this time. It’s never fast…. Anyway, the Ausable is awesome, sorry I keep getting sidetracked…untitled (41 of 104)Flylords: Can you tell us about the gear that you use for your fishery here?
Rachel: We mainly use five weights and four weights here, six weights on occasion. I do a lot of nymphing. I do a lot of euro nymphing. I like a ten foot, foot four weight, with the whole euro nymph leader geeky techy shit. That works really well here in the pocket water.. four x leader, big bushy flies here also work well.untitled (43 of 104).jpg
We have a lot of pocket water, and you gotta cover it, you gotta move, you know it’s very physical. It’s like skiing moguls fishing here. You gotta move through it. You don’t stand in one spot and fish for three hours here.untitled (16 of 104) Flylords: Tell us about what your favorite frames and lenses are for every day on the water.
Rachel: Well I’m old and blind. So I’m a good person to talk to about the C-readers man. Those things save my ass every day.
I really enjoy the Brine frames, and I usually do a copper lens for the tannic water we have here.
Before I got older and blind I would just buy cheap sunglasses. And once I got a good pair of sunglasses I was like, oh my God, what have I been doing all these years. Such a difference. I think when you’re young you do all the stupid shit, but whatever.untitled (79 of 104) Flylords: If people want to come out here and fish with you what’s something they can prepare for before they come out here?
Rachel: Prepare for a really fun day, and a physical day, generally with me. A lot of the other guides don’t like me so much. I’ll stay out forever, because it can be hard here, man. Some days you get it done in bankers hours. You’re like, Dude. You did it.untitled (6 of 104)
I hope that you’re probably going to learn something new by the end of the day. Whether it’s just a show tune that you forgot the words to. Or another way to cast a nymph.
Line control is what we’re all about here. I mean, pocket water fishing’s pretty technical. If you can practice good line control that would be a plus!untitled (12 of 104)Flylords: Tell us about getting sick, and how that has affected your career as a fishing guide
Rachel: Yeah, I was sick. I had cancer.
It really affected my fishing and my confidence. The first few times I went fishing after I was sick I fell in the water, which I never do and I was really uh, I was really depressed about it. You know I just worked at getting my balance back through a lot of different things. Physical therapy and skiing and whatnot.untitled (18 of 104) I think it’s really true what they say about people that have really traumatic things happen in their life. You do have a different outlook on life after that, and I can attest to that. I’m enjoying myself more.. and not worrying about the small stuff. I’m alive and happy, and focusing on what’s important in life!untitled (84 of 104)


Be sure to check out Rachel on Instagram @rfinn
Thanks to @CostaSunglasses for making this interview possible. And to @Petervandergrift for hosting us on the trip.
Photos by #teamflylords @jzissu

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The Wolf of the Flats

paul lagoon scoping w: boat (rex).jpgThis past spring, I and four close friends decided we needed a little R&R by taking a personal, warm-weather fishing trip. After considering the standard monetary restraints of a bunch of 20-somethings, the obvious choice was a DIY trip. We landed on wandering the fabled flats of Andros Island.jake & carl strategizing (rex).jpg Fast-forward a week; after walking 8 to 10 miles a day, we learned that there was
more to fishing in the Bahamas than just finding a tailing bonefish. While the group managed to pick off bonefish consistently throughout the week, we realized that bonefish were far from straightforward (crazy, right?).jake coralhead scoping (rex).jpg We learned quickly that low tides would regularly surrender fish, but the inherent bonefishing frustration was taken to a whole new level on the high tides. With the high water, the bonefish would disappear into the mangroves and throw us off their trail for hours at a time. Bonefish back (paul).jpgAfter a few days of trying to track down the little devils in the back lagoons and clay
marls during the high tides, the frustration was palpable. Bonefish sightings were
fleeting, and the wading was miserable. carl bonefish (paul).jpgThe few fish we’d connect with were quick to break us off in the mangroves. However, there were a few saving graces to these periods of bonefish desolation- the more underappreciated flats species of Andros Island, the plentiful sharks, and barracuda. paulie bonefish (rex).jpgKeep in mind here; we were a group of fishermen, not ‘Bone’ fishermen. We weren’t
there to just catch bonefish, we were there to catch fish and have a good time. So, by
the middle of the week, we had all but given up looking for bonefish on the high
tides. rex bonefish release (paul).jpgThe shots were 10 to 1 for sharks/barracuda to bonefish, so the group was
kept thoroughly busy. The sharks were eager to pick up a crab off the bottom and
scream drag, and the barracuda produced line-burning runs. It was a surefire way to
get tight on the flats while the bonefish were fickle. jake shark 2 (rex).jpgThe last full day of the trip, on one of those ominously high tides, I was prowling a
back lagoon looking for bonefish. It was getting to the point where the mangroves
were filling in, and I was about ready to call it and start looking for sharks. rex bonefish hookup (paul).jpgWhile I was taking my last few scans through the shallows, a large, almost fluorescent shape caught my eye roughly 40 feet away. I was legitimately startled, realizing that the biggest barracuda I have ever seen in my life seemingly materialized within casting
range. pat headshot tying knot (rex).jpgI quickly fumbled to grab my ‘cuda fly attached to my pack, which was looped onto a
piece of wire ready to go. By the time I tied on the small EP minnow, the behemoth
was on the move, tracking stealthily down the lagoon. I followed as quietly as I
could, slowly but surely making up ground on the fish. By the time I had walked 50
yards along the mangrove edge, I was within range. I took a long desperation shot
and was immediately heartbroken. I threw slightly behind the fish and wrapped
myself on a mangrove stalk. S%*T!!! I thought for sure I had blown it. jake flats casting 1 (rex).jpgBut to my surprise, the fish was still calmly moving so I let it continue to slide away. After one big, smooth pull on the line, the knot pulled and I was free to continue the hunt.
With my wire back and my fly gone (the knot pulling was a blessing in disguise, I
never would have stood a chance considering how quickly it broke on the
mangrove), I tied on the only other baitfish imitation I had left- a gurgler variation I
picked up back in California for Striped Bass. I wasn’t overly optimistic, but it was
the only shot I had left.'cuda fight (paul).jpg With a fly back on the end of the line, I began stalking the monster once again.
After another 50 yards or so, I finally was closing in on casting range. All of the
sudden, BOOOMMMMM!!!! The fish exploded forward, leaving my hopes crushed.
Strangely, the fish spun around in a tight circle, blasting back towards the original
area it spooked from. Slowly it dawned on me- the fish hadn’t spooked, it was trying
to feed, and was clearly charged up. 'cuda 2 (paul).jpg
At this point, I was a good 60 to 70 feet from it but within casting range. I landed a
reasonable cast in front of the fish, and absolutely tore the popper across its path.
Nothing. I took a few more steps in its direction, threw another cast well past the
fish and did the same type of retrieve- nothing again. The fish was barely inching
along, so I continued to have shot after shot, changing the retrieve, but still getting
no love…until I stopped stripping altogether. 'cuda 8 (paul).jpg
On one of the slower retrieves, I noticed the ‘cuda was at least acknowledging the
popper, but not doing much about it. Without having the option of changing to a
different fly to try and entice it, I figured I’d strip it into its face, and see what it
would do if it was sitting dead in the water. The barracuda slowly cruised up, looks,
and turned off about 3 inches from the fly.'cuda mouth (paul).jpg Wow. I’m onto something here. On the very next cast it meandered straight over and stuck its’ gigantic face halfway out of the water, and sucks down my popper! Buck fever had never overtaken me so badly in my life, and I trout-set the fly straight out of its mouth! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!? Somehow, against all odds, the fish didn’t spook.  I took a second to regain my wits and re-approach the fish. With a clear strategy in place and my nerves settling back in, I took another shot. Same thing as round one- first cast refusal. The second cast- the ‘cuda grabs the popper like a big brown sipping a mayfly! Unlike the first take, I was ready. I paused, ripped a strip set, did one of those classic tarpon ‘point the rod, hold and pull’ sets, and the fight was on!'cuda faceshot (paul).jpg
Drag began screaming off my reel faster than I ever seen before, and panic started to
set in. At the rate this fish was moving, there was no shot I was stopping it before it
found some mangroves to wrap me up in. I locked down my drag, but the line continued
to rip off my reel.'cuda 17 (paul).jpgNext thing you know, the backing was shooting out of the rod as the
monster came rocketing out of the water. I began screaming over to Paul who was
on the other end of the lagoon, knowing that I stood no chance of dealing with this
fish on my own. Fortunately, the fish stayed out in open water, and I started to think
this all might come together.'cuda towards camera (paul).jpg Little by little, the drag slowed, and I began recovering line as I moved towards Paul’s end of the lagoon. By the time Paul and I met, it was clear I was in the driver’s seat. We talked through the landing strategy, I passed him my camera, and after a few horribly anxious moments, it’s all over. The fish of a lifetime was finally in my hands. rex 'cuda cheesin (paul).jpgWe never ended up taping or weighing it, and I think it’s almost better that way.
Having held my fair share of big fish, I can confidently say it was easily 50 inches.
The head was unlike anything I’ve seen before. I can still see it as clear as day.
After that Barracuda, I didn’t catch a single other fish the rest of the trip. jake casting sunset 3 (rex).jpg It didn’t matter. I was beyond content; the fact that this fish story didn’t end in heartbreak and the fish swam away healthy meant everything to me. Turns out, bonefish aren’t the only trophies swimming around Andros Island… pat watching sunset (rex).jpgYou can follow along with Rex’s adventures on his Instagram at @rexmess. Other anglers/photographers include: Paul Nicoletti- @pablonicoletti; Jake
Kirsch- @_jakekirsch_; Pat Hilbert- @pattytales; Jake Schmidlapp- @cjschmidlapp)sunrise (rex).jpg

Video of the week: How to Escape the City and Find Peace in the Catskills

Have you ever taken a step back and thought about what all goes into the preparation of a fishing trip? We often think about the millions of factors and barriers that lie ahead of us. What am I going to fish for? What is the most promising spot? What flies should I use? What are the water levels? What is the temperature like? So many damn questions!

The list can go on forever; at this point we now have more stress than when we started. Once again, we have over thought the idea of fly fishing and turned it into a task. Fishermen often forget that it is just fishing… and that the real art of the sport lies in the simplicity and escape from everyday life.

Autumn Tailwaters, a production by Day Trip Films and Orvis, follows 5 friends from Brooklyn, NY travel to the Catskill mountains to fish Esopus Creek. The story takes you through a series of downfalls the group faces and shows how they overcome them. Their patience soon bears fruit once the weather takes a turn for the better. They truly present a different perspective on the sport. Fly fishing is not just about catching fish, it is much more than that. It is the ability to get out and escape from the responsibilities of life, even if only for a few days or hours.

Check out Matthew Novak’s other work on his website and Instagram @mattjnovak!

This video of the week was selected and written by FlyLords team member, Collin Terchanik.

Video of the Week: Smoke on the Water

In our latest Video of the Week, we take a look at two professional snowboarders who hit the water in search of some big fish on the spey rod. Eric Jackson and Curtis Ciszek consider snowboarding their profession, but swinging a fly is what they can often be found doing in their off time.

In this film, Eric and Curtis visit the Deschutes river, an area that had recently been victim to forest fires. The river had been closed for three days because of the fires, but they were able to get out after it opened back up and get on some very large fish. Check out the video to see just how well they did!

This video was created by 10 Barrel Brewing, and features Curtis Ciszek and Eric Jackson. Be sure to check out their social media for a great mix of fishing and snowboarding content!

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

https://theflylords.com/single-post/2018/09/13/video-of-the-week-mental-baby-poons/

https://theflylords.com/single-post/2018/08/23/photographer-highlight-david-reilly/

https://theflylords.com/single-post/2018/07/22/anglers-catch-fish-amid-largest-fire-in-country/

He Said, He Wouldn’t Bail: Fly Fishing Colorado’s Dream Stream

Two things are true, it’s been a historically hot, dry summer here in Colorado and if you fly fish here, you know where the Dream Stream is. With “fabled” Rainbow, Cutthroat, Brown, and hell even Kokanee Salmon runs, sometimes the parking lots resemble a Walmart more than a fishing easement. For those reasons, I have a love/hate relationship for the place. Whether I like it or not, South Park and its fisheries will always be where I call home. Hell, I live in Denver now and I still take I-25 South to Highway 24 to get there. There are three reasons I do this, Highway 285 sucks, the view when you reach the top of Wilkerson Pass and Rudy’s BBQ. It doesn’t get much better than a Dream Stream backdrop, you’re surrounded by 14ers on one side and high rising hills on the other.

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It was just Harlan and I day 1. While Zeb wasn’t with us, the views certainly were.

These days I don’t spend as much time at the Dream as I used to. It’s not because I wouldn’t like to but, life gets in the way sometimes and there are way too many other places to fish. Given the State’s water conditions, when my little brother Zeb and good buddy Harlan said they wanted to go camping a few weekends ago, South Park made a whole lot of sense. Zeb was in the process of moving to Grand Junction from Fort Collins so he said he couldn’t make it until later in the afternoon. The fact that Zeb would be a late arrival had zero effect on Harlan and I. We both still really like cold beer and catching fish.

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The morning streamer bite was pretty damn good.

The night before the trip I made it very clear that I have zero interest in going to the Dream and watching a bobber. The fish we were going to catch were going to be on dries, and by dries I mean big hoppers or streamers. 5:45 AM came and to no surprise Harlan texted me. The text read something like this, “You’re late and I’m thirsty, HURRY UP.” I am not sure if there is ever an appropriate reason for a pre 6 AM beer but, if there is, fishing has to be one. As we began rigging up, we decided to give streamers a go. As the day progressed, Harlan and I put a pretty good hurting on some fish and Zeb continued to push back his arrival time. As sunset crept in, the two of us headed back to our cars and came to the conclusion that my little brother probably wasn’t making the trip.

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Rumor has it the Dream is a pretty technical fishery. You better have some size 10 Chubbies in your box.

While Harlan and I assumed Zeb wasn’t coming, we thought to wait a little longer while we had service wasn’t a bad idea. The continual texts of, “I’ll be there!” from Zeb had gone radio silent so there was still some hope that he was on his way. The drive from Grand Junction to the Dream is about a 4-hour drive with sparse cell phone service throughout. As we cooked burgers and listened to the entirety of a Colorado Rockies game, the clock hit 9:30 PM. Still, without a word from Zeb, Harlan and I decided it was time to head to camp to get some sleep. I shit you not, as we took the right into the canyon where I lose cell phone service, my phone began to ring. It was Zeb. He had run into a closed highway and said he’d be there in an hour and a half.

Day 1 5
Harlan didn’t want to be left out. I hate saying this, but the guy put on a clinic.

If you know Zeb, which I don’t expect any of you to, the guy is the most energetic person alive. Knowing that, I told Harlan it might be wise if we get camp set up and fall asleep before my little brother got there because if we are still up, he will end up encouraging us to drink beers until the damn sun comes up. To speed up the process of getting some sleep, I decided I would just crash in my truck. No surprise it didn’t take long before I was out. It should also come as no surprise that at about 11:45 PM Zeb pulled into camp, turned his brights on right into my window, got out of his truck, came up to my window and asked, “What in the hell are you doing? I know you are going to get up and have a beer with me”

Day 1 6
It doesn’t get much better than this.

As much as I would have like to tell Zeb to F*** Off, I agreed to a beer. After all, he didn’t bail so it was only fair. Harlan was also coaxed into having a beer with us. One beer surprisingly only turned into three. Thankfully, Zeb was tired of being on the road all day and wanted to catch some fish. We agreed that 5:30 AM would be the wake-up. The alarm sounded, we got up and we fished. Now, I will stop writing and let some pictures take care of the rest.

Day 1 7
We wrapped up Day 1 with a little magic hour session. Thunderstorms moved in and out all afternoon. Unfortunately, there wasn’t any gold at the end of the rainbow.
Day 2 1
Zeb showed up in grand fashion. Party hats, short shorts, and morning beers were all in play.
Day 2 2
Well, I’m not just going to let him drink alone. Besides, morning CL Smooths are still smooth.
Day 2 3
Luckily, Chubbies were still working.
Day 2 4
Zeb brought out the big guns
Day 2 5
The Scoop Face
Day 2 6
The reward!
Day 2 7
Saying goodbye to the latest victim of the Chubby.
Day 2 8
“Yeah sure, Harlan. Let’s definitely get some grippers of that awesome 14 inch stocked chromer.”
Day 2 9
Another one taking a rest.
Day 2 10
Gus is out, so are we. Bye Now.

Tanner Smith is the Regional Store Manager for Trouts Fishing based in Denver, Colorado. He is a connoisseur of all-night drives, crazy road trips, luke-warm PBR, and the Denver Broncos. Give him a follow at @sanjuanandeggs.

Grass Carp: Chasing the Eat

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It was one of those days that would have been better spent resting on the couch drinking a cold beverage. August in Arkansas means temperatures over 100f and glass out conditions. Basically, the most miserable conditions imaginable. But I have an addiction and it makes me do questionable things. Instead of hanging out in the comfort of an air-conditioned house, I was loading my 8 wt and heading to the flats to hunt grass carp for the third day in a row. 

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There hadn’t been much success during the previous outings, which isn’t new. Grass carp aren’t synonymous with success. But those who have experienced the joys of an eat will tell you, there’s not much like it.  The rewards are few and far between but that’s what makes them so damn awesome. I would punish myself regularly for the occasional moment of success but I’m unbalanced. 

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Day 1: When I arrived, it was just as expected, not another soul on the water.  After a short paddle, I was poling the flats looking for the large grass carp I had blown out on day one. When grass carp get to a certain size their backs turn especially dark and they stand out from the group. I returned to the same flat I had seen it on the day before. I began to scan the water closely, looking for that dark shadow.

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Day 2: I had seen several grass carp on this section of the flat.  The giant from day one was on my mind but I was in a rush and moved quickly.  Without knowing, I poled too closely to a small island that masked a huge school of small carp.  They exploded across the flat and killed the area, game over! But frustration was quickly replaced with optimism.  A large dark shadow moved into deeper water just off the back side of the flat. I’ll be back tomorrow. 

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Day 3: As I moved slowly onto the flat I noticed several smaller targets. On any other occasion, I would have taken a shot at one or two of these but not today. I was hunting that one eat. The clouds were thick, which was a real concern so I backed off the flat and wait for them to pass. Then a large tail caught my attention. It had to be the grassy I was here to find.

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The excitement started to build, for the first time in three days I had a realistic opportunity. However, the clouds made it impossible to see into the water so I had to wait or risk killing the flat again.  The next few minutes were as painful as watching someone else’s kids perform in a school talent show. 

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The sun began piercing through the water, signaling it was time to move into casting range. The kayak slid across the flat without making a sound.  It came to rest leaving enough distance to cast. As the fly landed softly, I found myself trapped in that moment of time where cause and effect are perfectly balanced. It’s in these moments where success and failure parallel each other. While we fumble to find our relevance in the equation, the eat happens. Everything came together and the balance was found. Success!!

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Content courtesy of Drew Ross check him on his Instagram at @looknfishy for some killer kayak fly fishing content in the great state of Arkansas.

Check out his recent YouTube video about Three Tips for Catching a Grass Carp.Â