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I stood there knee deep in the stream. I could feel the cool water racing around my legs as I plunged my thermometer deep into the cool clear water. The air temperature was already reading 82 degrees and the sun was pounding down on the water's surface. It was one of those days where you don't even bother to roll up your sleeves since they will dry fast. After submerging the thermometer for three minutes I slid on my cheaters and gave it a look. 68 degrees it read. "Hmm" I

Mathieu and I talking fly fishing Think about it for a moment. I bet you can name at least one person in your life that you would consider a know it all. It may be at work, school, or even at a hobby you enjoy doing. That one person that will gladly tell you what you are doing wrong or is more than willing to tell you how they do something and why their way is the absolute best way of doing it. The fly fishing industry is no different. I have spent many years listenin

The alarm clock went off at 5am. The first glimpse of daylight was starting to show. I grabbed my coffee and hit the road. Today was indeed about fly fishing but there was more to it this time. The plan for the day was to help a couple of friends from out of the area learn a river that I frequently fish. It's one thing to look at a river on a map, it's another thing to fish it for the first time. We often see a river on a map or drive by one and wonder what it's like to

My dear friend Sean in Maine I had just stepped on the first big rock on the trail down to the river. The tungston studs on the bottom of my wading boots creaked as they made contact with the hardened stone. From behind me I heard tires pulling into the gravel parking area. I turned my head and could make out the front of a black Dodge pickup truck. I knew right away who it was. I opened my vest pocket and fished out my fishing license. As I walked around my truck I co