I woke up that morning in the apartment that my wife and I rented in downtown Florence. The noises of the nuns bustling about in the courtyard below were the first reminders that I wasn’t home. After getting everything prepped – train tickets, extra pants and socks, a wad of Euros to pay and tip …
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Under the Tuscan Trout, part 3
I’m always fascinated by the dynamic of same/different on the stream. One example is how I can be on a mountain trout stream anywhere in Appalachia, and there is going to be some geological similarities. But if my eyes wander up the banks, the foliage will be completely different north and south. Another is a …
Under the Tuscan Trout, part 2
The Galleria dell’Accademia. The Ponte Vecchio. The Cattedrale di Santa Maria del Fiore. For the past few days, I’d been standing in these places absorbing the immensity of their historical and cultural significance. Statues, paintings, and facades that I’d been seeing my whole life were now right in front of me. There were moments that …
Under the Tuscan Trout, part 1
“Oh, yes. There are lots of fish in this river.” I was skeptical. “But are they wild fish?” “Oh, yes. They will fight real nice for you.” Wild might not have been translating the way I wanted it to. “Are these the kinds of fish that are from your country? Or have they been put …
Casting Across / Trout Life
Today I’ve kind of / sort of taken a day off here at Casting Across. However, I do have an article up over at Trout Life’s blog. You can find it here. If you head over to check out the piece and the blog, definitely take a minute to browse through the store on Trout …
Gone Fishing: “On”
Roads and Rivers
Mile 0 This afternoon I’ll be making the same drive I’ve been making for over six years. Down the east coast, from New England to Northern Virginia. It is the same drive in that the point of departure and the destination don’t change. However, there are virtually an infinite amount of ways to make the …
Fly Shop for the Suburbs: DuPage Fly Fishing Co.
I grew up in the western suburbs of Chicago. Fishing consisted of bait under a bobber for whatever happened to be nearby. I can’t remember a point in my childhood where I became aware of fly fishing. There really wasn’t any reason for me to. No fisheries capable of sustaining trout longer than the cooler …
Fish have to Eat; So do Fly Fishers
Recently I wrote about how, even in the winter, fish have to eat. That is all fine and good. It means that we can be out on the water all year. However, there are conditions that need to be met for us to go fishing. Conditions that transcend temperature, vacation time, and permission from a …
The Pros and Cons of Camping
“Number… four!” he said, with a delight unseen up until this point in the conversation. Number four, as it would have it, was the campsite furthest from where we requested to spend the night. We paid our twenty bucks and quietly left the office. Driving past more desirable tent sites, heading further and further away …