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Yesterday while slowly wading across one of my favorite carp flats, I think I spotted more fish than I have in a really long time. Not that there are more […]
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Lets face it, dads are a tough demographic to buy for. Cause if your dad is anything like mine, when he needs something he just goes out and buys it. I think he reads this every now and then, so I won’t divulge on what we got him this year, but I will make a recommendation as to what I think is one of the best deals out there right now, and should be taken advantage of by anyone with a father, or any fathers with children.
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As planned, I fished the Battenkill last night with Robin. The water’s surface was Keith Stone smooth, and after a short boat ride we had no trouble finding risers- huge […]
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While stuffing fly fishing gear into cardboard boxes in anticipation of the upcoming move, it occurred to me that I haven’t written very many gear reviews over the past couple years. Well, […]
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After yesterday’s post, another friend contacted me. He sold three saddles for $1100. Thats a pretty nice profit margin considering he paid $63 for them. The friend who sold […]
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I’m so done with NY. After moving to eastern New York in 2006, I’ve pretty much spent every vacation hour I’ve had going home to northern Michigan to visit with […]
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Just finished talking to a friend who needed a jon boat, but was low on funds. A couple saddles on ebay a couple days ago and he picks up his […]
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There is one more photo I need to share from my ADK trip a couple weeks ago Thats me a few minutes after getting stung by one of my son’s […]
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Pat was basically a smallmouth bass and chain pickerel fly fisherman when we met. And then I introduced him to carp. Its been downhill for Pat ever since, as evidenced […]
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my first hendrickson hatch. the first time a brookie hit my indicator. the first steelhead I saw go airborn. flipping my headlight on and seeing the surface of the […]