Turneffe Atoll (Part 2) – Bonefish

When I booked a week at Turneffe Flats for the end of May, I did it for one reason:  Variety.  Summer in Belize means spending a full day on the water and having dozens of shots at everything that swims.  Tarpon, permit, and bonefish, all available on most every stage of tide and time of…

Turneffe Atoll (Part 1) – Permit

When I booked a week at Turneffe Flats for the end of May, I did it for one reason:  Variety.  Summer in Belize means spending a full day on the water and having dozens of shots at everything that swims.  Tarpon, permit, and bonefish, all available on most every stage of tide and time of…

Potomac River Shad and Gunpowder River Brown Trout

Back from a work trip to Michigan, I set the alarm for a far too early wake-up on Saturday: 4:00AM.  I quickly packed my gear, changed, and drove down 16th Street and into Georgetown, looking for the hidden side road that leads to Fletchers Boathouse.  After missing the exit once, I made it into the…

Winter Fishing on the Neuse River

Catching up on some late trips (Instagram is much easier than committing to writing a blog post). Back in the middle of March, I and a collection of other Washington DC natives (representing a variety of eco-focused organizations that I’ve been able to connect with over the last year through a mutual friend) traveled down…

Fly Fishing the Everglades and West Palm Beach

After a long break from fishing, I kicked off my 2019 saltwater “campaign” with a trip to Florida.  It would be a quick trip:  Two days in Naples fishing the 10,000 Islands National Wildlife Refuge and the Everglades, and one day in West Palm Beach fly fishing for spinner sharks. The weather could not have…

Winter Fishing on the Chesapeake – Virginia

As the season wound down, I joined my friend on the Eastern Shore of Virginia to fly fish and jig for striped bass in early December. We fished two days, finding the shallow creeks of the Eastern Shore barren, but finding structure in 40-60 feet of water full of fish.  Saturday saw us in fish…

Chesapeake Stripers – Middle Bay

I went out a few times in early November on the Patuxent River hunting stripers.  Fishing (both shallow spots in the river’s creeks and in deep water) was poor – small pods of fish moving through and very hard to target with jigs in the deep, and the creeks were largely barren.  Why?  A rapid…

Fishing Patuxent River and Middle Chesapeake Bay

I hadn’t fished my home waters since early June, and with the weather looking favorable, I, my dad, and his friend headed out of Solomons MD to hunt for fall striped bass. Maryland and Virginia have had the most rain in recorded history this year, and it showed.  The shallow waters of the Patuxent River…

Fly Fishing for False Albacore – Cape Lookout, NC

I’ve read about and dreamed about fishing Cape Lookout for about as long as I’ve been fly fishing.  After many years of virtual spectating, I booked a trip with Captain Sarah Gardner.  Sarah is fly fishing royalty.  She and her husband, Brian Horsley, have been in the fly fishing game for a long time, and…

Fly Fishing for Juvenile Tarpon

I had a single fly-caught tarpon to my name…that is until a couple weeks ago.  While visiting some good friends in Key West, I managed to sight cast and land a couple sub-adult (baby) tarpon from my buddies dinghy. The plan had been to do a few days from a mother-ship (my buddy’s “house”) in…

Fishing the Eastern Shore of Virginia – September

I don’t fish alone, at least not often. Fishing alone is a purely selfish endeavor.  There is no sharing – not of the hunt, the wind and water, the smells, the fish themselves.  No sharing of disappointments, the cracking of natures’ puzzles, or (if you’re lucky) the joys of success. Fishing with good friends is…

Fly Fishing the Eastern Shore of Virginia – June

After more than half a year, I joined my friend down on the ESVA, with fingers crossed for cobia and big houndfish on fly.  As usual, things did not work out exactly as hoped, but plenty of fun was had. Day 1 saw light morning winds and an outgoing tide at the creek we were…