Recently, I witnessed some truly atrocious fly casting. No offense, but it was awful. Splashing on the forward cast, snapping on the back cast, whipping the water into a froth awful. It wasn’t just one guy, or even two buddies out having fun on the trout steam. It was angler after angler. Maybe I fish …
The previous post, “My Wonderful, Simple Nymph Rig” has been read a few times. Hopefully anglers can take my attempt at a rudimentary subsurface system and use it to catch more fish. The how of the rig, which is where the simplicity exists, was explained in the article. What I realized, after the post was …
There are plenty of rabbit holes to fall down in the world of fly fishing. Body segments on dry flies, tapers of lines, and the precision used to curve the bill of your new hat. Each one of these topics allows for a little bit of “it’s all personal preference” and “here’s the right way …
Summer is hot in general, but August is really hot. Regardless of your perspective on any thermal phenomenon occurring on a global scale, the heat of these middle months is undeniable. Trout aren’t big fans of heat. Without getting all sciency, factors such as heat in the mid-70’s and the associated reduction in dissolved oxygen …
I have been on a diving bug kick as of late. To be totally honest, a lot of that stems from me using a diving bug one day, and leaving it on the fly patch in the back of my car. Every time I open up the trunk it is right there staring at me, …
This morning I chased carp and smallmouth in Lowell, Massachusetts with Geoff Klane of Brackish Flies. In the next few days I’ll write about urban fishing for these canal dwellers, what Brackish Flies is all about, and share Geoff’s passion for his local fisheries.
A San Juan Worm on the San Juan River. An Ausable Wulff on the Ausable (not the Au Sable… but that might work, too). An RS-2 on the South Platte. A Letort Hopper on the Letort… during hopper season. It all seems too neat and tidy, too conventional and stereotypical. At this point, haven’t these …
Ah, vacation. I don’t vacation often. “But, Matthew,” you say, “you’re always talking about amazing fly fishing exploits.” Well, then I have used the power of the pen to sufficiently fool you into thinking I get out more than I do. It isn’t deception, per se, I just optimize those few chances I get. Pay …
Casting Across isn’t really about me. I’m not a huge fan of writing about myself, and I dislike reading what I’ve written about myself even more. And if I don’t want to read it, why should I expect anyone else to? That is why I try to focus on the quarry and the culture of fly …
I never went to real summer camp. Stories of shenanigans that sound like tropes from a John Hughes film aren’t something I can necessarily relate to. Moreover, my first inclination is to balk at the idea that summer camp is seriously someone’s idea of “fondest memories.” Then, I remember I did go to summer camp. But …
