Some years ago, I attempted to walk along the beach in the firm compacted sand left by the retreating waves wearing only my underpants. The intention was to make myself as light as possible so as to leave no footprints, as if no-one was to know I had ever been there. Passers-by surely felt they had an encounter…
Blanket Hatch in the Western Lakes
Snowboarding, surfing and fly fishing non-stop for six months. Gotta be dreaming right? John and Eric Jackson, two professional snowboarders and brothers embark on the adventure of a lifetime by driving 15,000 miles from Alaska down to the southern tip of Chile on a journey to ride mountains on the top and bottom of the…
I recently sat down with a cold beer to immerse myself in the highly anticipated film HATCH by Gin-Clear Media. In fact, by the time I plonked myself on the couch and watched the first scene a replacement beer soon followed – Such is the thirst this film creates. HATCH documents some of the most…
The lads at Frontside Fly are at it again. You’ve gotta have a look at this little clip and be sure to turn up the volume and listen to a wonderful ode to the dry fly – to the tune of Hallelujah which is quite a fitting rendition I reckon.
Work commitments recently involved a trip to Hobart, where I needed to blah blah blah blah blah, yadda yadda, blah…. More importantly, this opened up an opportunity to slide in a quick fish after work and before trekking back to warmer climes (North-South rivalry anyone?). I lived down this way a few years back and found myself fishing…
At this time of year I like to sneak out to a little river that is still open to rainbow fishing… It was blowing dogs off chains when I left town and I knew that it was going to be cold and miserable. Still, kicking back inside on my day off didn’t sound that hardcore.…
Just imagine busting out your own lyrics while wearing these Imago rippers… “Imago fishin’ – I’m on a boot accquisition, Imago keeps me in an upright position Stompin’ in the dirt and hackin’ through the water, but I ain’t any typical tackle hoarder Slayin’ ample fish while you’re kickin’ up your heels, Imago gets me some boots to match…
Anzac Day has a powerful meaning for many people, for many reasons. I remember years ago when we were kids, standing around the cenotaph in my Naval Cadet attire trying not to pass out while ironically, my brother passed out next to me. I kept my cool and zoned in on some old bird in…
Just letting you know that the latest Catch Mag is on the interwebz… CHECK IT.
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