There is mystique about the night. The silence. I cannot help to wonder what monsters stir, not to be seen in the light of day. Brown trout being nocturnal, it only makes sense. But to the advantage of all trout, night is when aerial predators are held mostly at bay.
I cut my fly-fishing teeth more than 30 years ago on the Bow River, downstream of Calgary. Under the tutelage of my friend and mentor, Perry McCormick. I learned the rudiments of ...
It all started with Air Miles of all things. I traded in Air Miles to score us a couple tickets to the Calgary Zoo. We heard that they had a baby giraffe, a baby gorilla, and added more exhibits since my last visit 10 or more years ago.
It’s not untrue to say that there’s never really a day in the western angler’s calendar when you can’t find a fish somewhere. But with increasingly complex fishing regulations and ...
About a dozen or so years ago things changed. I moved to Calgary and Stauffer Creek, the little jewel of a spring creek that I considered my "home water" when I lived in Edmonton, stopped being the focus of my fly fishing addiction.
In June of 2013 Southern Alberta suffered one of the largest natural disaster in Canadian history in the form of river and stream flooding never seen before.
Sometimes the planning of a trip can be the best part, this year the planning of the whole season is what is helping me get through this long, cold winter.