Finally, it seems like Tasmania’s rivers, streams and creeks are bouncing back from a very wet spring to reveal some healthy little fish that eat dry flies with gusto. It’s about time, I mean, we are now in summer! Even still, some larger rivers are still in flood from recent rains while others are gin…
Aside from preventing harmful UV rays from melting a portion of your face off, hats are pretty rad. You can hide from CCTV cameras with your hat, which is pretty neat if you are being naughty. You could put stuff in your hat to carry them, like your keys or wallet. Maybe your phone or…
To watch fish feeding naturally is quite mesmerising. Especially when feeding on mayfly spinners. Completely switched on to the source, tracking individual mayflies and improvising their beat to the insect dance. I’ve found myself in a few situations recently without a rod, but camera firmly in hand. This is positive, as it has forced me…
iheartthefly contributor Paul Anderson landed this amazing, rare amur pike in Mongolia last week. Stay tuned for more details!
We’re stoked to announce that iheartthefly has grown enough to justify additional contribution. I would like to introduce these passionate Tasmanian fly fisherman, so they too can share the love that we all carry for the fly… Andrew Howell Also known as Yapper, Charlie or simply mad as a cut snake, Andy is one of…
A solid brownie from Penstock Lagoon
Blue hues, dramatically enhanced by polarised lenses. Amphibian shoes, scratched by scoparia, encounter decades-old fences. Thousands of tarns and lagoons, barely any trees Taking full advantage of sight-fishing days like these.
It’s time to start chasing those pesky sea runners!
With fishing, comes instinct. A deep-seeded drive to hunt, stalk and achieve. What was once out of necessity for the human race is now pure desire, for many. Along with this drive comes a fascination with the unknown and a yearning to explore deeper than you have ever been, perhaps where no man hath trodden.…
It is possibly the single-most important element to the fly fisher’s emotive process. The moment before mayhem, the tick before the tug, the tock before the take. It’s the cliché calm before the storm, the heightened pulse rate penetrating every part of your body like a rolling thunder. It’s the lump in the back of…
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