January 19, two weeks into the early trout season. Up to this point we’ve had decent weather for fishing but as of today the real Winter has arrived. I’m guessing I won’t get out for a while but here are my thoughts on the season so far.  Based on my experience thus far, water temperatures…

Decades ago, when I decided to take that next giant leap into the world of fly fishing for trout, I knew one thing for certain. In order to be the complete flyfisher I wanted to be, I was going to need a fly fishing vest. Those who knew much more than I wore them. Photos…

Reflections on the past season First the weird. I sometimes wonder if other fishermen see wacky things as often I see them. Or maybe somehow I cause nature to go berserk.  Recently, I was in a very small, tight stream fishing very quietly up to a sharp turn, shouldered by steep cut rock and overhanging trees.…

October 16, the 2025 season has ended, the final trout released on a cloudy, cool, typical fall day. I was lucky. I got the water I wanted. The Olives hatched, and enough fish were landed to hold me over until January. Yes, I could still fish by traveling to another state, but I won’t. My…

 The season’s ending is just weeks away. Most of the streams I visited fished well into mid August. Cooler than normal temperatures slowed things down. Hopper activity on certain streams could be had but was limited to a smaller window of time. Yet we carry on. The clock is ticking.  Currently, under sunny skies and…

 July was a tough fish. Not surprised. With the lack of any real hatches, combined with hot weather and rising stream temperatures, trout on streams I fished were not very active. I adjusted when I fished, often going out by mid-morning and stopping by early afternoon. On a few occasions, under cloudy skies and somewhat…

Couldn’t resist a ‘Crickets on the edge

June, days are warmer, longer. It’s soup time, bug soup that is. During the evenings, on the streams I fish, one can see as many as four or five different insect species, all of them taking their turn at tempting the trout to feed. The fish have become accustomed to this evening parade of delectables…

May, the color green is exploding everywhere you look.  The chance of snow, almost none. Geese are on their nest, letting you know with no uncertainty that you’re too close. Goldfinch and Baltimore Orioles compete with the other birds at the feeders. Possums and raccoons now add to the road kill numbers. Sunshine and warmth…

Days, weeks, and months have passed. The first three months of the season, for me, means lots of streamer fishing with a little nymph action on the side. While nymph fishing bores me, I do enjoy swinging streamers, but the time does come when I look forward to fishing on top. I’ve had a few…