Category saltwater fly fishing

This Way, This Good

Hard, hot light by ten a.m., windows ricocheting sun, concrete incandescent, even blacktop white. No day to stay in the city. Tackle chosen, we drive south and west, right angles giving way to round, to hills that fall away to…

Experiences at the Platform

I couldn’t tell left from right – even when my guide was blatantly demonstrating to me (pointing…!) It was impossible to stay calm when I saw a school of fish running 🔥 hot at the boat I developed total amnesia in…

Anticipation over

Re-directed by our expert man on the ground who kept the possibilities of our escape from a winter snow storm in Ireland open, we took off at last from Dublin, the second last plane to do so for three days.…

‘cuda at the airport

Fred sang all day. He was the happiest and the funniest guide I fished with all week. Fred loved barracuda fishing and here we were at location B, a barracuda shopping mall where they cued up to eat Bruce’s special…