I have not created a new post since December, so much to my disbelief, this is officially my first post of 2014.
Drunken Prayer "Into the Missionfield"
Really, in the fly-fishing realm of reality, not much has happened. I've made two trips north over the past six months: one during Spring break, and the other a couple of weeks ago. I did pretty well on both of those romps, taking a good number of trout on the Spring, White, and Norfork Rivers. Each time I go fishing, I take my old friend the GoPro with me and alternate between vids and pics as I attempt to capture the action. This has caused a backlog on my SD card of footage dating back to last Summer's epic adventure out west. I am winding up the final couple weeks of summer school teaching at the local college here and am currently (of course) planning new trips for July and August. It is time to clean my SD card and make room for additional great footage of all those toads I'll be catching this summer. So let's just call this the first installment of my greatest hits of 2013. This particular video is a compilation of a great fall morning on the Spring River where I pounded fish after fish on Woolly Buggers. Most of the fish were small, but there were a couple of really good bow's in the mix. I can tell my old footage from new footage because I've replaced my old net that had a black rubber bag with a sweet new Nomad with a clear "ghost" net. Also, I've begun experimenting with the addition of music to my vid and this one feature's Drunken Prayer's "Ain't No Grave," and Los Lobo's "Hearts of Stone." I hope you enjoy...
Accidental GoPro self-portrait. If you've got one, you know where I'm coming from
Widespread Panic is one of my favorite bands. Their unique blend of eclectic jam music is contagious. Now that I've moved to the Mississippi Gulf Coast, my tailwater adventures involve a ten hour drive (one-way) which allows plenty of time to scan the iPod. My musical tastes involve almost every genre of music, so if you are listening to my iPod on shuffle, you never know what you're going to hear next. For whatever reason, Widespread Panic has become my Spring River "theme music." On my last trip, after a long dry spell of not being able to fish, I was in "Panic mode." As usual, the USACE was running water on the Norfork, White, and Little Red so those options were off the table. I managed to score a couple nights with a good buddy of mine at his cabin in Mammoth Spring which is always a good time. My friend, whom I'll call "The Bouncer" for reasons I won't discuss in this posting, is always a breath of fresh air. His wife is cool,
Once in a while, the planets, The Army Corps of Engineers, and the Weather Man get together and allow a fishing trip to be successful. If there is one thing I have learned from years of planning fishing trips: the more you plan, tweak your plan, and anticipate every aspect of your plan, the faster you set yourself up for disappointment. This trip, however, was a spur-of-the-moment affair. Randy, my friend from Wisconsin, was traveling south to visit relatives in Texas, and asked if I'd like to meet in Arkansas for a couple days fishing. Of course, I was more than happy to accommodate him as my teaching semester had just ended. What transpired, was an epic two-day trip where we caught more big browns and rainbows than you would believe. Randy is a fantastic fly-fisherman and guides in the UP. We met three years ago at Montana State University in Bozeman. We were there to defend our Master's theses. By coincidence, he attended my defense where it was mentioned in my in
Thanks to the Spring River Fly Shop in Mammoth Springs, Arkansas for giving me the sticker you see above. You guys are great! This bumper sticker was inspiration for this post. For those of you novice tribesmen unfamiliar with tailwater protocol, when the powerhouse starts releasing water from the dam, they blow a siren to alert the poor, hapless wade tribesmen below to make a quick exit or risk being washed down the river... Frustration Central: The Flash Mart in Marion, Arkansas A typical tribesman trek from Gulfport, Mississippi to Arkansas involves precise planning. I will check the SWPA (Southwest Power Association) website several times during the week to get a feel for what they are doing with the water. I also subscribe to Scott Branyon's Ozark Fly Flinger website.http://www.flyflinger.com/. Scott is one of the most knowledgeable people around regarding the upper White River system and even gives video river reports and predictions for the upcoming week on his s
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