Fly Fishing the Hughes River – Shenandoah National Park

Early April came, and I again set off on a solo trip into Shenandoah, brook trout redemption on my mind.  This time I headed to the Old Rag parking lot, donned my waders, and walked the couple miles into the park and up the trail to the Hughes River.  No more goofing around with the…

Fly Fishing the Conway River – March (Shenandoah National Park)

After departing New Bern and the Neuse River after St. Patrick’s Day, we headed into Shenandoah National Park for brook trout redemption.  Humbled by the Neuse, our hope was that the Conway River would yield hungry April trout on dry flies.  As usual with fishing, the conditions looks excellent, but the fishing wasn’t. Between 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…

Winter Trout Fishing – Gunpowder River and Upper Patuxent River

I’ve made it out for a few hours the last couple weekends, throwing streamers for brown trout on Maryland’s few trout rivers. I enjoyed a mud slog at the upper Patuxent River in the rolling hills of rural Montgomery County with my girlfriend and dog, but the conditions were unfishable.  The rain the previous day…

Fly Fishing George Washington National Forest (Dry River)

My first freshwater trip of the year was with my sister, heading to George Washington National Forest (and the Dry River).  With air temperatures hovering around 50 degrees, we fished streamers (small olive woolly buggers), and dry/dropper combinations (foam and a bead-head nymph) and hooked a few brook trout.  The water was clear, cold, and…

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…

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…