
Although the culture has come a long way, fly fishing maintains the well-earned reputation for being a bit elitist. At times, it can seem as if the country club has nothing on the fly shop. There is gear that must be owned. There are labels that have to be worn. And, most importantly, there are flies that are to be fished.
As is the case with most positives in this world, there is a corresponding negative. That is to say: there are some flies that are not to be fished.
These patterns are seen as the mongrel half-breeds that straddle the line between fly fishing and bait fishing. They are flies in name only. Created from synthetic materials and imitating much less sophisticated foodstuffs (if they imitate anything at all), they are second class citizens in a world that fawns over delicate mayflies. In the eyes of some, you aren’t fishing a worm or a clump of Power Bait… but you might as well be.
The problem is that these flies produce. The ugly, the gaudy, the rubber-leggedy all catch fish. So you can’t have your in-crowd cake and eat trout, too.









