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Newest Fish Tale
 Bonefish: There's A Lot That Goes On In The Crazy Minds Of BoneFishermen
Posted by flyfshrmn82 on February 20, 2010 (673 reads)
My fingers lead the way with my hand and arm close behind in the attempt to hit the snooze button. It’s 4:45am. As I felt my way across the bed, my hand hurdled the gap between the bed and the night stand, but it falls a little short and jams one of my fingers into the nightstand. There’s nothing like a good case of expletives early in the morning to get the day off on the right foot. I begin to drift off again, until the sudden shrill of the hotel phone starts to ring (I love wake up calls). “They put these damn things right next to the head of the bed. Why do they have the ringer turned up so loud?” I ask myself as I reach over to answer it. I am awake now. Today is my last day, I have to get a bone on fly. I pack up all my gear, food, beer, and clothes and fire up the Yota. The humidity is up, the heat has already started, and the skeeters never sleep. Today is going to be a hot one for sure. I check out of the hotel, crack my first beer (5:30a), and make my way to Bob’s casa. I pull up to Bob’s house and find that he has already backed the trailer up to the boat, and is milling around the garage. Yep you guessed it, it was hot, humid, and skeeter abundant over there too. The game plan is discussed and we load up our gear, food and water and hit the road(6:00a).
We pull up to Don’s bait shop only to
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Norway Fly Fishing: Ferry Docks, Fjords, Belly Boats & Lot's Of Pollack!
Posted by Zeebaars on November 20, 2009 (849 reads)
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After visiting Norway many times with my parents I fell in love with the country. When I got married, Norway wound up being the holiday country of our choice. My wife loves to hike and I love to fly fish, so it was a perfect choice for both of us. Needless to say, on this holiday I did take my fly fishing gear and got a few chances to cast some flies around every now and then. Most fly fisherman go to Norway for grayling , trout or Atlantic salmon. I fell in love with a Norway fishery that most people overlook, although it is becoming more popular in recent years. I really enjoy saltwater fly fishing in Norway. In Norway there are several species to target … Pollack ,coalfish , cod , mackerel and many and a few others of which I do not no the names in English. On our “family holidays” there is time for fly fishing but never as much time as I’d like. So, this summer I decided to visit Norway with 5 fly fishing mates who are also fans of fly fishing for European seabass. We decided to take our belly boats to the Norwegian fjords. This decision would end up being a golden choice. First, we fished from the one of the many ferry docks that can be found in Norway. We caught fish but realize that after about an hour of casting flies to the dock fish, the fish would follow our flies but wouldn’t take them anymore. So, it was time to go on an adventure and explore the “unknown” spots. While riding
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Key West, Florida Fly Fishing: My First Tarpon On The Last Flat!
Posted by flymouth on May 31, 2008 (1705 reads)
I found out a couple of weeks ago that I was going to be heading to Key
West for a week long work trip so I decided to take full advantage of
the situation to try and get at least one day on the water while I was
there.
I posted a comment looking for guides in Key West and before I knew it
Jeremy and Headrush got back to me in little to no time and pointed me in
the right direction. I called Headrush and he gave me some phone numbers
of a couple of guides that might have some possible openings, however it
was the beginning of tarpon season and most guides were booked solid for
the remaining 2 months. After 3 or 4 phone calls I got a call back from a
guide Scott Irvine who runs Time Flies fishing guide service and things
were set to go.
As the sun began to rise we began to see some rolling tarpon and
schools daisy chaining around. I had never seen such a thing and of
course blew about 4 or 5 attempts throughout the day by over casting and
spooking the fish. I began to understand why catching these fish was so
difficult and accepted the fact that I might be going home skunked. I
was frustrated but Scott made one last run to a white sand flat late in
the day for one last go of it.
As we pulled up on the flat he stopped the boat immediately and starting
screaming at me to get on the bow and get ready because there were two
large schools of
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Steelhead Fly Fishing: Michigan Is In The House!
Posted by colehatch on November 15, 2007 (1922 reads)
I love having Monday's off because I generally have the river all to myself. Due to lack of time I decided to walk in today instead of float. The drizzly, foggy drive down certainly had me thinking it was going to be a productive day. The sky was just begining to show light as I made the 15 minute walk into where I was going to fish. My plan was to methodically work 3 different holes depending on time. I stayed in the first hole for about an hour without even a bump. I adjusted my float for a little more depth and on the next cast it went down. I lifted and it was hung on something. It ended up breaking off and when I went to rerig I realized I didn't have a lanyard on...no nippers. I found an old cigar cutter in my rain jacket and was able to get by with that...not well but it worked in a pinch. I thought to myself, "is this the way the day is going to go?"
I decided some new scenery was in order so I moved up river into hole number 2 and fished about an hour without a hit. Those thoughts started wandering into my head, "am I ever going to catch anything again?" Just as I was thinking about heading down to hole number 3 I saw a massive steelhead peel back out of a hole just above where I was fishing. I figured I'd try changing up flies and keep working this spot. While I'm in the river standing completely still changing flies I hear a wooshing sound getting progressively louder. I had my hood up so my side vision wasn't real good. I turn and look up river and a bald eagle comes flying out of the fog/mist within 10 feet right over my head. It was an awesome site and of course it happened so quick I wasn't able to get a pic. I figured even if I didn't catch anything that was
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