by Chris Hunt - Tuesday, Jan 18th, 2022
The wind, a solid, in-your-face, 20-knot cast-crippler with gusts strong enough to take even the best-secured ball cap and send it flying into the clear Caribbean, forced me to turn my “good ear” toward seasoned Bahamian guide Travis Sands, just to hear his instructions.
He was frustrated. I was frustrated.
“I said, ‘Don’t strip!’” he hollered from the polling platform.
by Spencer Durrant - Sunday, Jan 16th, 2022
Hardy ended 2021 with a slew of new products. From a line of exceptional fly rods (which I’ll review in an upcoming piece, so stay tuned!) to a handful of new reels, there’s plenty of shiny, fun new toys to play with for Hardy aficionados.
by Hatch Magazine - Wednesday, Jan 12th, 2022
After a series of announcements, the first of which came in November of 2020, every scheduled stop for the 2021 Fly Fishing Show eventually fell victim to cancellation in one form or another. With the exception of the Denver, Colorado show, which was cancelled due to the last-minute sale and closure of the show's planned venue, all of the 2021 Fly Fishing Show dates were spiked by the ongoing COVID-19 pandemic. With a full slate of 2022 shows announced in June, anglers and show goers around the country were hopeful this year would mark a return to normal.
by Spencer Durrant - Monday, Jan 10th, 2022
As any angler should know, we’re in a business where size matters. We’re taught that streamers the size of mops (sometimes the entire mop) are a necessity if you’re after monster trout. Dainty dry flies are for eager, happy cutthroat and brook trout tucked away in mountain streams. The mid-sized flies are the nympher’s domain, all sleek and streamlined to sink quickly and stay in the strike zone for the longest time possible. If that’s all an angler knew about fly sizes, they’d be in good shape. Those flies do their job, and for that reason, they’re the most popular.
by Todd Tanner - Saturday, Jan 8th, 2022
It wasn’t there, and then it was; an electric blue flash out on the far horizon. The ocean’s surface was dark and relatively smooth under a bright mid-day sun, while the lighter blue sparkle was so tiny that it was literally hard to see. We were standing on the deck of a beach-side house high up over the Pacific, watching the swimmers and surfers down below us, when that blue flicker first caught my eye.
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