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One hatch to rule them all

Epic mayfly hatches close bridge, cause numerous motorcycle accidents

by Ben Kryzinski - Tuesday, Jun 16th, 2015

A swarm of mayflies hovers over the Route 462 bridge over the Susquehanna River late Saturday evening, June 13, 2015 (Blaine Shahan/LNP via AP).

Pennsylvania, one of the nation's heralded trout fishing states, has always been known for its bountiful mayfly hatches. But fishermen telling tales of "epic" hatches may have a new yardstick to measure their stories against, after hatches in Lancaster County resulted in numerous motor vehicle accidents and caused officials to enforce bridge closures for the second night in a row.

The hatches seem to be predominantly hexagenia mayflies, though photos circulated on the internet seem to show other mayflies and stoneflies present as well.

The Grey Fox

Revisiting a forgotten fly

by Winston Ostrow - Monday, Jun 15th, 2015

A handsome brown trout comes to hand on a grey fox (photo: C. Reeder).

Remember the Grey Fox? Thirty years ago, when I started tying, Art Flick's new Streamside Guide was all the rage. Deservedly so. I dutifully tied all the flies and was twice rewarded; the tying was fun, and the flies worked.

One of the flies was the Grey Fox, Stenonema Fuscum.

Review: Fishpond Nomad Boat Net

All nets are more certainly not created equal

by Dave Karczynski - Friday, Jun 12th, 2015

The Fishpond Nomad boat net (photo: Dave Karczynski).

We’ve all been there. You stick a good fish, steer it clear of obstacles, bring it boatside and muscle it into the net, only to find it thrashing and gnashing and rolling itself into a knotted net burrito. A noble wild creature is now stuck deep in your net, and suddenly you’re moonlighting as a riparian surgeon.

Don’t moonlight as a riparian surgeon.

Arriving early, staying late

Bargaining with reason

by Steve Zakur - Thursday, Jun 11th, 2015

Photo: Ian Boyer

I arrived early for dinner on Saturday. In fact, that's not entirely correct. I arrived in the neighborhood, early. Now I wish I could say that I struggled with the social indelicacies of the early arrival of a guest and to what imposition I may put my host. But instead, I wondered, immediately, where the nearest trout stream was located and whether it was possible, in 30 minutes, to drive to, fish and return from said trout stream.

Cobia: the fish of the future

Will cobia play an integral part in feeding an exploding world population?

by Chad Shmukler - Tuesday, Jun 9th, 2015

Guide Owen Plair helps a client show off a 65 pound cobia from South Carolina's Broat Rier.

Tuck Scott lets the boat slowly pilot itself as the motor trolls and we patrol the open, brackish waters of South Carolina's Broad River. Our eyes fight the sun glare as we endlessly scan the blue and silver expanse in hopes of spotting a solitary fish. A cobia.