Wild, native fish? 62 °F water on a hot August morning? No other anglers? And, all that, just a quick drive from Metro Boston? I’m very grateful to fellow blog writer, fly rod maker and fishing guide, Geoff Klane, for reaching out and inviting me to chase brook trout. You see, work and family obligations
Category: Small streams
‘The Dark Time Is Over’
View this post on Instagram A post shared by Jamie Carr (@immaculate_fins) My son, Wynn, summed up a recent day of fishing during the drive home: “Ahhh. The dark time is over.” Indeed it was! No more winter for us. Days were getting longer. We had found stocked rainbows at three local rivers and
A Late Start
Winter fly fishing is tough. It is very much hit or miss. I have caught fish as early as January 2nd, and, last year, I caught my first in February. This year was very much “miss.” Through my first four trips on moving water, I only managed two takes and missed both. Needless to say,
Wild Ride?
We piled the family into the car and headed towards Western MA, trying to take advantage of one of the few nice fall days this season. We were hoping for a picnic, some leaf peeping, and some apple picking. Of course, implicit in my agreement was the fact that we’d pack the fly rods, so