Originally Posted by flyfishingdiva In an effort to get our information out to our members and prosptective interested parties the Souncil has expanded its social media boundaries. Look us up on Twitter and FOLLOW Us! At SOC_FFForg Save to your favorites for ease! This is brand new as of June 15th, 2011, so look for our Tweets to be coming in the near future. Also if you have something to be Tweeted and aren't sure how or if pertains to the SOC and you would like it to be Tweeted through the ...
The Stalking of the Trout… Posted on February 2, 2011 by anniejblog Being my father’s birthday (Charles Jardine) this passing sunday, we thought we would celebrate by taking a group up to Hampshire (down for you northerners) to fish the famous River Test. We had a warm lodge and access to some of the best parts of the river, what could possibly go wrong? After preparing breakfast and discussing flies and techniques, my father finally set out with our trusty dog midge, ...
Whilst living in the little town of Buch in the former West Germany I loved to go on walks through the woods. Absolutely beautiful pine forests with a few oaks scattered about. I would put my young daughter in a backpack child carrier and jog the paths through the forests, alongside the streams, up and down the hills. By the way, when you have a kid in one of these, remember, his or her head is higher than yours. When you duck under a limb, duck low enough to clear the little ones head too. Its ...
Okay, for a fly fisherman, it’s getting close to when I have to pull out a chainsaw just to fish. You just cut a 3 foot circle in the ice and then a 25 foot long, one foot wide slot leading to the circle. Bob's your uncle; you can fly fish in the Winter in Nebraska. But first, you have to get by the blizzards. Yes, I said the ugly word, blizzard. For those of you that have never experienced a blizzard, go to your favorite ski slope at night. When they turn on the snow making machine, ...
Okay, there are folks who enjoy fishing in the middle of winter. Some are called "ice fishermen," others "steelheaders." I use the collective noun; insane masochists. I've been ice fishing before. I was the third man in a two-holer ice tent. If you've never seen one, imagine a nylon-fabric porta-potty on the middle of a frozen lake, all surrounded by little flags stolen from a Smurf golf course. At least, that's what it looks like. Some of these tents and shacks are very ...
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