The glacial fed river, with its chalky turquoise luminescenes, sharply bit into my chins, as I stepped off the bank and into its chilly currents. The late May temps of this icey alpine serpent were just right for a day of dry fly fishing. As the cold water lapped up and over the top of … Continue reading An Ode to Grayling
Kerplunk... Strawberry warfare had begun. The hair rig with a Strawberry 15mm boilie splashed down into the calm, cold, and clear water. The PVA mesh, filled with other Strawberry comrades, were deposited somewhere near the initial landing site, but as stragglers do, became separated from the main element, as the line was ever-so-slightly tightened. With … Continue reading Strawberry Warfare
In the shadow of the Rockies, where the Front Range rises sharply from Denver’s sprawling urban greasy edge: overhyped and social media influencer-thick waters whisper promises to those willing to listen (if you can actually hear the whispers over all the insta bros, youtubers, and drones). You don’t need a long road trip to experience … Continue reading Fly Fishing Near Denver: 5 Packed & Crowded Front Range Gems
