Yes folks. It appears the rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated. Still alive, kicking and causing trouble every chance I get. Anyone that knows me can attest to the fact that despite attempting to be a well rounded fly fisher, more often than not I am stomping around in warm water haunts. I will be the first to admit that my trout kung fu is not as strong as many but better than…. well, not sure if it’s better than anyone but no matter. The point is that this weekend I got an invite from my buddy Tim to head out to central PA to chase some trout so I accepted the invitation eagerly.
We fished the catch and release trophy trout section of this particular river, the weather was perfect. The sulphurs and green drakes were going off, so we had hopes for some prolific action. We fished the lower section of river all the way to the mouth. My high sticking shoulder was numb and I thought it looked like a good place to huck a few streamers and maybe scare up a smallmouth or two. Tim and Scott were a ways upstream so I had some time to kill.
I tied on my go to sculpin pattern…. false casted a few…. and shot some line out into the current and let it swing back around. Once the sculpin crossed the eddy I began to strip it in with long deliberate strips.
I looked behind my fly and a ball of orange rolled up. Wham! fly hits a brick wall…. Did I just snag a carp? Head shake… head shake… head shake…. Nope, not a snag. Did a carp just wallop my streamer? I was beyond excited as my brown lining roots tingled. After a day of 14″ trout the idea of a heavy weight scrap on my hands was exactly what I was hoping for.
The fish took some line. I gained some ground. After a few minutes of a good back and forth tussle, the fish started to tire. As it came out of the depths I just about fell over. this was no carp. Not only did I just stick my first golden but it was an absolute toad! As I landed the fish, I could feel my hands shaking with adrenalin. This was the biggest trout I had ever caught. I looked around and I was alone on the river with this beautiful fish. Yes… yes… yes…. I know the “hero shot” is over done. Keep em wet.. I get it but I had to get a picture of this fish.
Now is where amateur hour ensues. The fish is now in the shallows with me tailing it as my other hand attempts to unzip my jacket, dig through my wader pocket, unleash my iphone, and hopefully take some kind of picture that does this beauty justice…. Epic Fail.
I have no exact measurements, no weight estimates, no grip and grin. To be honest, I really don’t even care. Every once in a while if you put in your time, the fish gods smile on you and reward you with an experience. For that I am eternally thankful.
So after three different friends sent me this link I figured it was a sign that someone had to post it so it might as well be me. Fair warning, this is NSFW! That means NOT SAFE FOR WORK… or kids… or spouses…. or jealous carp.
I mean seriously, I love carp. You know I do. And I’m not afraid to admit I have watched a little porn in my day. But can’t honestly say the thought ever crossed even my twisted mind to combine the two. It takes a lot to render me basically speechless but yep… Just don’t know what to say.
And just for the record… NO, I didn’t buy it… yet.
Tight Lines and Not so Loose Pants,
For those of you that have ever cruised in the “fishmobile” you know my love of fly fishing stickers. What can I say, I love to fly the flag of brands and causes that I support and associate with. So with being a recent glass man (Thank you Shane at Gray Wolf… more on that later!) I had to hit Cameron at The Fiberglass Manifesto up for some sweet TFM stickers. Right now it is spitting freezing rain outside so they will have to wait another day or so before making their way to the vehicle.
No disrespect to Cameron’s sweet sticker swag but the truly big news is that I am now the proud owner of my first custom build glass rod courtesy of Shane Gray at Gray Wolf Rods. So first a disclaimer. I have received nothing free or even discounted from Gray Wolf or from Carl at Swift Fly Rods down in New Zealand. I wanted to talk a bit about the build experience, the service supplied by both, and the excitement around how the rod turned out and the frustration of not being able to fish this beautiful stick yet!
Let me start with the blank selection first. I wanted to build a glass rod primarily for carp and smallmouth. I liked the idea of being able to load a rod in tight situations and make a smooth accurate presentation. (something that can be a bit more challenging with todays faster rod blanks) The rub was I also needed the rod to be able to throw a larger weighted fly than most trout situations mandated. No disrespect to the larger rod manufacturers offerings but I needed something heavier than a 5 weight, longer than 8′, and with a bit more backbone. After reading, and reading, and yes more reading, I came across a great review on the Swift Epic 686 that Cameron had done. It even came complete with a picture of the rod with a sweet slab of bronze attached to it.
If there is a guy out there that knows his glass from his ass, that would be CM so who was I to reinvent the wheel. I interviewed a couple of Rod Builders all of whom were great sources of information and I felt the best fit for me was Shane. He listened well, gave good advice, and was incredibly responsive to emails as well as calls. The truth of the matter is that custom rods are not for everyone. They are not cheap by any stretch (nor should they be for the artistry that goes into them) and they don’t typically carry the same type of rod warranty that you get with factory rods. The flip side is that you can get the exact rod you want… exactly how you want it…. from wraps, to reel seats, to stripping guides. Your rod, your way!
Which leads me to Swift. The Epic is categorized as “fast glass” which is not to be confused with “Helios 2” fast but is definitely more stout than many of the more traditional glass blanks on the market. (see Swift’s site for more technical details) I was a bit unsure of a line pairing so I hopped on their site and sent an email through their contact tool. I was truly a bit surprised when the response I got was from the Director, Carl McNeil. We had a great email exchange and he was extremely helpful in helping me choose a taper that matched my targeted species and casting style.
The only thing left is to take this beautiful rod on her maiden voyage. If you are in the market for a custom build I can tell you with absolute sincerity that you won’t be disappointed with what ends up in your hands from Swift or from Gray Wolf.
Tight Lines and Loose Pants,
I sat in my car…. wet, cold, shivering, smiling! It had been raining on and off since last night. The air was that cold heavy fall air that chills you all the way to your bones even though the temperature gauge would indicate otherwise. I had been standing in a cold river since 6:30AM making countless drifts and even more mends. My shoulder was sore but again I was smiling.
At one point I saw a group of guys behind me watching. I turned around to ask the omnipresent question that one asks whenever a stranger happens upon you in a river holding a fly rod… Do any good? Nah…. they shook their heads….. telling me it was too blown out and they were heading home. I gave them the obligatory wave and my internal smirk broadened. You see, I knew something that they didn’t. Don’t get me wrong, the day was far from prolific and they were right. The creek was totally blown out. It was like fishing in chocolate milk. As soon as my fly hit the water it disappeared from sight.
Truth be told, I was struggling. I was picking up leaves on every third cast. There was so much debris in the water that it was almost impossible to get a decent drift. My secret was not that I had already hooked up with five good fish and landed two. (although I wasn’t about to broadcast that fact) Nor did I know about some secret stretch of water immune from the onslaught of rain and silt. I had no magic fly.
My secret (which I will share with you now) is the most valuable piece of advice that was ever bestowed upon me as a fly fisher. There are very few certainties in this great pursuit of ours (other than your guide telling you that you should have been here last week). But this is the Yin the Yang and the Kung Fu all wrapped up into one. So here it is…..
REGARDLESS OF THE CONDITIONS, GO FLY FISHING! and fish till you can’t make another cast.
Why? Why on earth would I want to do such a thing Lee? Because……. This is what will make you a better fly fisher. Anyone can fish a day with no wind, not rain, no high water, no unbearable temperatures, no swarms of biting insects, etc…. But if you do, if you can…. You will begin a journey to a place that far too few get to go. This is how you become a Jedi master. This is how we learn, how we evolve. Persevere and you will learn. The next time you encounter the same situation you will be rewarded with your experience.
We live in a society today that is largely built around a controlled environment. We air condition, sanitize, sterilize, safety check, and then consult with a large firm of highly paid individuals to make sure our logic is sound. Sometimes It’s OK to give it a go just to see what you can make out of a crappy situation. Falling on your face builds character and character is far too uncommon on the river or anywhere else.
I absolutely loved today. Although not quite as much, I would have loved today had I been skunked. So next time you are staring out the window and the wind is howling or the rain is spitting, get in the car and go fly fishing instead of going back to bed. I promise you that you will begin to surprise yourself and the things that you will learn will make you a better fly fisher every day thereafter.
I also wanted to wish everyone a very happy and healthy Thanksgiving and let all of you who follow and read this blog know how much I appreciate the support.
Tight Lines and Loose Pants,
So many of you might be in total trout, steelhead, or musky mode so leave it to CW and me to still be talking all things carp! (OK, I was fishing for chrome yesterday too but don’t tell anyone) We will be speaking at the Orvis Pittsburgh store on Saturday from 3:00pm – 5:00pm. We will be talking carp behavior, tactics, gear, flies, etc….. Look forward to seeing you all there.
Tight Lines and Loose Pants,
I just wrote this blog post for International Angler and I thought some of you who might not follow their blog might enjoy it as well….. Stay Fishy My Friends!
Tight Lines and Loose Pants,
OK… with all of the weather challenges, newbie mistakes, budget constraints, etc…. One might read this and wonder if that is true. But seriously….. no joke…. Literally…. Someone put a HEX on my boat! Last night CW and I went out to the garage to start drilling holes in the transom and this is what I found hanging out in the flotation foam of the bow.
Being that I live not a quarter mile from the banks of the Ohio River I suppose this is no grand shock but it still made me smile…. Even though it might technically be a Hex (assuming my absolutely crappy entomology skills identifying this bug correctly as a Hexagenia Limbata) I will instead consider it a good omen and a harbinger of things to come.
Now if only I can finish this boat before the first snow. Ughhhh!
So building a boat is not as hard as it looks….. However, building a boat is more time consuming that it looks! I thought for sure I could get her done 3 weeks ago. Ummmmm… NO. I still have a good two weeks of solid work to go and that is being optimistic. I have also spent about twice what I originally thought I would. Some of this can be chalked up to total rookie status mistakes. Some of it is allowing myself to stray from my budget for things that I really wanted (maybe not needed) to have in the boat. The rest of it is truly a story of how a bunch of little things can add up to a lot.
So, do you have any regrets you ask? Heck No! I could not be any more pumped about how she is turning out. My only real regret is waiting this long to do this. The really fantastic part of the experience that CW and I have shared so far is truly crafting her to be exactly what we wanted her to be and nothing that we didn’t. That is hard to get from a stock boat off the lot. The pride of craftsmanship is much the same as catching a fish on a fly you tied or designed but in a much larger scale. If you have ever thought about building a canoe, jon boat, drift boat, skiff, etc…. The only thing I can tell you is GO DO IT!
I will keep you all posted as things move along. We will be flipping her this week so things should start to look pretty different.
Tight Lines and Loose Pants,