At One With Huey

The weather dictates much of what we don’t want – miserable fishing conditions. Just as we receive a weather-high, it’s often followed by a subsequent low. While we blame Huey (the weather god) for many missed opportunities or cancelled outings, sometimes we need to blame ourselves for not committing in the first place. Sometimes, you…

Fire and Ice

After a relatively short flight from Alaska up and over the North Pole and down into Reykjavik Iceland, I strolled into the  keflavik airport bio-security area and had the waders, boots and other fishing gear sprayed down by the bio-security guy, which is a very important thing here in Iceland, the rivers are very pure…

Why do we fly fish???

Sometimes I ask myself the same question while hail stones are stinging my face, while the gusts of wind blow me off my feet and my numb fingers refuse to tie on the new fly after the last one ended up in a tree behind me. Yes fly fishing can be a tough gig, but…

Blue Peaks and Beyond

Post Christmas, we set off for an almost-annual pilgrimage into the Western lakes, this time choosing the Blue Peaks and Chudleigh Lakes as the destination. Myself, Andy and junior bro of the yappin’ clan – Stevie. The alarm needn’t have even flinched – I was up and at ’em prior to the rude awakening. We…