Archive for the ‘Photo Essays’ Category
The transition from May to June is one of my favorites. Everything is bright green, the warm is not too hot, streams are still full with spring runoff/rain, and the fish are looking up. Here are a few shots from a quick evening fish. See more at www.kevinhoss.com or Kevin@hatchesmagazine.com
James, Eric, Tim, Jeff, Curly, and Mark had a week and they ran for the coast. Steelheading some of the most amazing water that the North West offers.
Massachusetts, Rhode Island, Connecticut, Vermont, New Hampshire, and Maine. All on the docket for a six state 4 day tour. A lot of driving, a lot of breweries, and a lot of rivers to travel over wondering “Should this be the one I stop to fish?”
The small, wild streams of western North Carolina are where I picked up fly fishing out of curiosity one day. From Hayesville, NC, I have easy to access to everything from reliable tailwaters and DH streams, wild creeks filled with rainbows, to small, rugged backcountry streams filled with native brookies. Photography is another obsession of […]
My mind’s eye always seems to construct things in a more fantastic way than repeated reality often confirms in my experience. Many times I have encountered a place or activity that seems to be full of grandeur only to be disheartened upon return to that place. The exhilaration that comes along with encountering something new […]
Tail waters are a funny and finicky mistress. Many times in several states I have come to realize this cold hard truth. The rewards that are available on these little slices of moody heaven are often worth the aggravation and headache, but sometimes I feel as though I would rather cane pole fish in the back of a farm pond.
A late afternoon trip to a central Pennsylvania stream for March Browns. Some fish, flies, and great surroundings.
As I write this, I’m cruising the friendly skies at over 30,000 feet with nothing better to do than reminisce about my first fly fishing trip to Yellowstone National Park over the past few days. Like all memorable trips, the weather was worse than expected. Like all memorable trips, I had to leave just as […]