Connecticut Fly Angler

A little rubber duck holding a surfboard lead the way from the front of the canoe as I polled through a central CT woodland. Just behind the...

 The road to the Norfork Tailwater from Mountain Home was a sad one in June. Early in the morning on May 26th, 2024, at around 4:30am, a lar...

 Emily and I trod out into a snow-covered clear cut in Northwestern Maine, with hardly a cloud in the sky and the sun bright overhead. It wa...

 It isn't terribly common that I stay out on the same piece of water I just guided on for five hours. Typically I've seen what I nee...

 Fall 2023 was a struggle in most of my normal striped bass haunts, and I stubbornly stuck to my guns in those places working under the inco...