Archive for November, 2010

A testosterone fueled dance with Death »

Just when we think we’ve got a handle on this entomology thing, we’re jarred awake with the realization that our grasp of terrestrial and aquatic science is miniscule compared to what we don’t know. Scientists have always insisted that the terrestrial grasshopper becomes available to fish as a byproduct of high winds and awkward aerodynamics, [...]

A little Orange Visqueen would’ve been an easier sell than cleated rubber being the New Felt »

All them wading shoe companies and their capitulation to soft-sticky rubber soles may well rival the disaster of New Coke. A couple years spent trying to convince us they actually grip anything other than dry pavement – undone by basic science and five miles of black VisQueen. Meanwhile, scientists at Lake Tahoe are busy laying [...]

I think they meant to add “in graphite” … »

Thirty-one starting quarterbacks in the NFL, and only one possessed with signing a spokesman deal with a rod company? It’s the classic rookie mistake, jump at the first thing offered when you should be practicing, “I’m going to Diddneyland.” Then again he plays for Cleveland, and it might be a cold day somewhere before he [...]

Lang’s Fall 2010 Fishing Auction this weekend »

A reminder that Lang’s will feature their Fall 2010 auction this weekend. I counted about 250 rods available, ranging from Horrocks & Ibbotson to Paul Young, F.E. Thomas, and a number of older Orvis rods, both cane and fiberglass. I always enjoy paging through all the old gear, and am always fascinated by the fish [...]

Possession of an ounce or more of farm animal is the intent to distribute »

You think it’s a bloody laugh riot, what with my admission of strange yearnings and unnatural obsessions… I’ll have you know it’s required of California residents to be leaning one way or another, and be a mite twitchy – one foot within mainstream society – and the other elsewhere, where no one dares ask and [...]

The textured fly line Redux, we may be done donating fingers »

I fancy myself a textured line expert, only because I’ve whined louder and longer than anyone else… I’ve been addicted to the sound of fingernails on shower curtain since owning my first Masterline. I’ve lost more flesh and fingertips to the Sharkskin than I care to remember, and as I’ve learned little from that hellish [...]

Fly Fishing – an essay in prose and pictures »

On rare occasion someone says it in such a way that completely captures the experience of fishing, from darkened early morning departure to darker parking lots and damp feet … … and his prose is damned good too. Take a look at both and tell me if he hasn’t got the high points for an [...]

I handed out Olives and Oranges and free root canals, while you hid on the couch »

It won’t hurt to admit it. While them kids was bee-lining it to your place because you handed out Snickers last year, and as the train of ghosts, fairies and skeletons climbed the long flight of stairs to your darkened doorway, and while their darling little eyes looked expectantly at the door after knocking … [...]

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