Years ago it was pretty common to find streamer flies in smaller sizes in most shops and fly boxes. They took many forms, from bucktails...

We can all trace our paths back to the beginning of something, back to the roots. I was an 11 year-old kid that was always drawn to the...

There hasn’t been much fishing of late with the low water conditions we are experiencing here, but hopefully the streams get some rain...

I’m ever amazed by the combinations of coloration found in nature, and holding one of these speckled works of art never grows old for me....

I’ve never felt that the fish I catch validate me as an angler. I’ve had the fortune of catching my share of larger fish over the years;...

We are only a few days from the middle of August; and while this time of the season is usually the thick of the “dog days of summer”,...

A few weeks ago I wrote that blue lining was a combination of exploration, exhilaration and outright exhaustion in varying measure. The...

The first pitch is always the most important one you make, and it’s the one that deserves the best combined efforts of your experience,...

I’ve always enjoyed that first moment when I arrive to the edge of the water and the feeling that comes with standing close to it. After...

It’s the time of the season when water temperatures in the bigger water start to rise above safe levels for trout fishing, and both the...

Hiking into headwater streams can be a combination of exploration, exhilaration and outright exhaustion in varying measure. I spent...

I spent this past Saturday hiking and fishing a few small Class A Wild headwater streams in the Pocono Mountains of Pennsylvania with my...

On last week’s post I extolled the virtues of the USGS Quadrangle Topo map as a planning tool. My exploration of a blue line is always...

Exploring the small streams that hold wild trout is an obvious passion of mine. In spite of advancement in technology, I still enjoy the...

It’s rare to have a friend that will hike well over a half a mile to a headwater stream in the middle of nowhere, completely aware of the...

Some days things in life just seem to come together…. The rain takes a day off on the same day that I did, and I can slip away to the...

I’ve read that science has isolated a genetic predisposition among those of us that have a tendency or need to explore. I’m not at all...

I spent a day this past weekend exploring a few thin blue lines in central Pennsylvania with my friend George Reilly. The trip was my...