The Big Trout of Bizarro World

All of the children came rushing into the kitchen. They were abuzz about the the bug they had found. It was big. It looked like an alien. It was dead. Quickly my wife corrected them. It is just the husk. The cicada got rid of this, shook it’s new wings, and flew away. Now there is a cicada shell on the window sill directly above the kitchen sink.

Washing dishes tonight, I started thinking about cicadas and the fish that love them. Giant trout that throw caution to the wind for these big, buzzing mouthfuls. Fish I’ve caught.

My first cicada “hatch” came the year after I moved to Pennsylvania. The fledgling fly fishing internet message boards tracked the bugs as their historic emergence happened across the commonwealth. Valley after valley, creek after creek, the cicadas would appear. Fisheries that usually required midges and tiny cress bugs were now tolerating 3X and size 2 foam flies. Most importantly, big fish were feeding with reckless abandon. The cicadas brought everyone out.

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Podcast Ep. 91: 3 More Fly Fishing “I Wish I Knew Thens”

Trivial mistakes and learning opportunities are a gracious reality of life, aren’t they? With the benefit of time and perspective on our side, we can see where we’ve erred slightly or completely missed the boat. This is true with the big things. It is also true in fly fishing.

A year ago I released a podcast entitled “3 Fly Fishing Things I Wish I Knew Then.” Believe it or not, there are more. In this episode I discuss why the new angler ought to consider some parts of fly fishing that might not be readily apparent. But with the benefit of time and perspective on my side, I can also say that anglers who have been on the stream for a while might need to consider them too. Me included.

Listen to the episode below, or on your favorite podcast app.

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Eyes on the Trout Tchotchke

My first key chain came from Cabela’s. It was a Royal Wulff dry fly encased in an oval of resin. It accompanied the two or three keys I needed at the end of high school and beginning of college. It met its untimely demise when  I threw my keys out of frustration after blowing out two tires on a rainy night in Columbia, SC. I replaced it with a tiny red  Swiss Army Knife, complete with Orvis logo on one side.

It wasn’t a fly, but it was fly fishing.

Every sport and hobby has knickknacks. People like little to surround themselves with things that remind them of what they love. For whatever reason, fly fishing has more than most. Perhaps it is the nature of the pursuit. It is equal parts tangible, artistic, and nostalgic. Put those together and you’re going to get stuff. Some of it is worthless junk, others find their way into treasured keepsake status. Add in a little function, such as the ability to attach to keys, and the allure intensifies.

Why?

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VIDEO: How to Choose Your Wading Boots

Wading boots are a lot more than shoes that fit over waders.  The right pair of boots will help you stay safe and keep you comfortable, ensuring more time on the water.

But choosing a wading boot is about more than does it fit. It also goes beyond the kind of sole on the bottom and how much it costs. Companies that make footwear to use in the water have specific purposes behind their designs.  Based upon the kind of fly fishing you do, where you do it, and how long you spend doing it, there are some principles you can use when you’re picking a boot.

In this short video, I walk through three styles of wading footwear. I use all three for various fly fishing situations, and there is a good chance that your angling checks some of the same boxes.

Watch the video, and see some wading boot reviews, below:

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Podcast Ep. 90: Fly Fishing Accusations, IX

90 episodes in, and it is still a lot of fun!

On this installment of the podcast, I interact with three messages from listeners/readers. I discuss Euro rods on small streams, how to find water that is easy to walk or wade in, and a heartfelt response to a memorial article.

As always, if you have any questions, comments, or accusations please don’t hesitate to reach out. Use the comment form on the website or email me: matthew[at]castingacross[dot]com.

Listen to the episode below, or on your favorite podcast app.

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Panfish: Sparring Partners for Your Dry Fly Game

1. Fly fishing for panfish is fun.

2. Fly fishing for panfish is a great way to prepare for fly fishing for trout.

These statements are both true, and they are not mutually exclusive. You can fish for bluegill simply for the joy that accompanies fishing for bluegill. And there’s no question about it: it’s joyful. But, you can also parlay some of that time on the water into a proving ground for some intermediate to advanced angling skills. Some hands-on skills require another party – a sparring partner. The best partners always make themselves available.

Panfish are great sparring partners.

Today, I want to talk about one specific exercise where they can help the angler out:

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You Can’t Catch Fish Unless Your Fly is in the Water

You can’t catch fish unless your fly is in the water.

Guides have told me this, and I have used this simple phrase plenty of times myself. And it is true. But why do we, as fly fishers, keep our flies in the boat or in our hands? What gives us pause? Is it always wasteful, or is it sometimes worth it?

Moreover, are there times when you should take a moment and get your fly out of the  water? It seems counter-intuitive. On its face, it runs contrary to the aforementioned maxim.

The reality is that we are finite. We make mistakes and we have limitations. Furthermore our time on the water is finite. We don’t have unlimited shots at fish. Consequently, 9 good casts and presentations are better than 10 okay casts and presentations. What does that mean?

It might sound like I’m making a big deal about a little issue. But little adds up over a day and over a season. Here are a few ways to think about your fly’s time in the water:

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Podcast Ep. 89: Fish Trippin’

Road trip!

Depending upon your particular experiences, that phrase might elicit great joy or terrible fear. But what if you have a fly rod in the car? Or, what if you’ve had a fly rod in the car while taking that same route in the past?

Adding a little fishing to a longer drive can break things up. But, there are a lot more benefits than just a pair of wet boots and a few fish in the net. Getting off the highway and into some of the local flavor can really increase your enjoyment of a place and a drive.

What do I mean?

Listen to the episode below, or on your favorite podcast app.

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Rusty Flybox: Kids & Fly Fishing

Full disclosure: Taking kids fly fishing is work.

You’re not going to be fishing. You’re going to be untangling monofilament and dodging poppers. The time spent getting ready to go fishing is incredibly disproportional to the time spent actually fishing. And heaven help you if the fish aren’t biting.

Taking kids fly fishing is an investment. A little here, a little there, all managed with patience and grace and love will pay off in ways that are much deeper than an excuse to go fishing in the future. Plus, kids know what you like to do. For that reason, these are the things that they want to do. Taking them fishing is the ultimate dad/mom/grandpa/cool uncle move.

But how do you do that?

Since we all love lists, here are three articles with lists about getting the kids in your life into fly fishing. (Full disclosure: one list is 100 items long…)

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Trout Quixote: Seven

I had the morning to myself. While on a family trip in Northern Virginia, I could have easily found my way to some amazing fly fishing opportunities. Feisty mountain brook trout. River smallies on topwater flies. Thick spring creek browns. While there is no such thing as a done deal in fly fishing, each of those options probably would have yielded fish. I’m familiar with all of them. I know the flies, the pools, and the fish.

But something else was on my mind.

Three years prior, while living in the area, I had hiked up a muddy river bank to access a small spring creek in search of wild trout. I failed. That failure had been camping out in the back of my mind all this time. It stood out from fish that I had missed or casts that I had messed up. Those memories were just  moments I couldn’t get back. This little spring creek was still there. I had another shot.

So that was my choice on that morning. The challenge outweighed the familiar.

The hike was the same. A hot, humid Virginia morning. A muddy, slick riverbank. Dense weeds and posted property kept me along the water. I had to climb over fallen trees and their accompanying jams. Dried in the summer sun, anything thinner than a man’s wrist would snap under any weight. Add in a few snakes, and it was slightly harrowing while carrying two rods.

One rod was for spring creek trout. The other was for anything swimming in the river. There was a lot swimming in that river. Panfish cracked at dragonflies. Bass sent baitfish skittering across the surface. And there were more common carp than I have ever seen in my entire life. I’m glad I brought the larger rod, but I quickly realized that it was a distraction that was going to keep me from making upstream progress.

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