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Windows to the Soul

Guest Blogger: Michael Vorhis, author of ARCHANGEL suspense thriller, OPEN DISTANCE adventure thriller & more to come

We tell our friends we’re going out there to catch fish. Is that the truth?

In any endeavor, the progressions we adopt–the order in which we tend to do things and the different things we elect to try–belie our subliminal priorities. So it is with fly fishing. Weather and calendar and logistical constraints aside, and for the moment excepting the decisions we make that fall out of past experience on a given stretch of water, a stream angler will often tend to have an innate approach to a day’s fishing…such as:

1. Fish a particular unfamiliar glide or riffle with a dry fly first, hoping to have a good day of surface takes.

2. If that doesn’t work, try the next closest thing–an in-the-film emerger pattern.

3. If that too fails to tempt a strike, re-rig for dead-drifting a nymph through lower levels of the water column.

4. If that still disappoints, perhaps swing a soft-hackle wetfly, or a streamer.

5. If actively-worked flies come up short, well, move on upstream and circle back to Step 1.

And there may be some hybrid steps in between, wherein multiple techniques are “ganged” together to approximate one or the other. more…

Cycles of the Stream: Late Summer Trout

Guest Blogger: Michael Vorhis, author of ARCHANGEL suspense thriller, OPEN DISTANCE adventure thriller & more to come

It’s August 27th as I type this…but it could just as easily be September 14th…or July 10th. It’s a hot day, and as I gather my fly gear and consider the fly I’ll tie on first, I’m tempted to say, “This is still the middle of summer. It’s hot. I need sunscreen, I need an ice-cold water bottle…summertime.”

Ahhh, but it’s not, and the trout know it. Days are detectably shorter, nights are longer. Water levels have consistently dropped and water temperature has already begun to do the same. The bugs know it too, and their autumn behavior has already kicked in. Nymphs and terrestrials are far larger than they were six weeks ago, and hatches are of the late season variety. Browns get ready for their big square dance, and in anadromous water, finned behemoths return from the sea. Shadows lengthen; even the sun’s declination is lower in the sky.

The telltale signs of “end of days” are evident to anyone and anything that cares…and trout care very much. more…

The White Pelican

Guest Blogger: Mike Cline, Bozeman, Montana

Growing up in Southern California in the 1950s and 1960s, I must admit I was a bit of a birder. Although I’d seen a few Brown Pelicans along SoCal beaches, a White Pelican sighting eluded me for many years. At the time, pelican populations were in decline due for the most part to pesticides, pollution and habitat loss. I remember my first White Pelican sighting during a winter trip to the Salton Sea. Hugh flocks of these large birds were scattered along the shoreline. The White Pelican is indeed a large bird having the second longest wingspan of any North American bird – up to 10 feet and can attain weights up to 30 lbs. The White Pelican is indeed a distinctive bird and difficult to miss when you find them—white body, wings, large yellow bill, legs and feet. In flight the distinctive black wing tips can’t be missed. White Pelicans are widespread throughout the West during northern migration and concentrated along the west and southern coasts in Winter. Unfortunately, though for anglers is the White Pelican’s year round appetite. more…