Blame Me

Certain days just feel right, but that doesn't mean things don't go left for no reason.  Earthlings were constructed with the need to know "why", "what" and "how come" to a fault, especially when the end of the game doesn't end up like it was planned. It's called blame and anglers are a group of anxious little haters who are always looking to convict something or someone for ruining their good time.

 Most of you angler people should learn to blame me.

Every time you move a fly rod I want things to end up looking like this.

I am one of the true villains in this sport, I am always waiting to spread my evil wherever anyone is trying to catch a trout. I can mess a cast up like no one's business, doesn't matter how long you have wiggled and waved graphite.
Stare me down and use me to mend with and you can float your feathers long believable distances, panic and I take advantage of you badly. Go ahead, don't let that rod load, after your forward stroke I will be right there in front of you all piled up, pissing you off.
One of my all time favorites is when you invite me along while you chuck streamers; if you include me in your fun, all that strippin will never move yer meat, or a fish....just me.

The pressure of fishing around a SIR can mess with your game if you let it.

Drift, Drag, Fly, Sun, Moon, Clarity, Line Management, Air Temperature, Water Temperature,Bara-effing-metric pressure.

Shitty Oars man, Bad knots, Dull hook points, Some power generating dam and the guy who messes with flow, ice in the guides, Bad guide.........whew, I could go on, it's a huge list of things to possibly blame.

Truth is, all on the list are but minions to me, just a few of the demons that help me to ruin your day. If more than one of them join forces with me in tormenting you, we can make fly fishing way harder than it's supposed to be.

Blame me, my name is Slack

Booze, good food, bad food and long nights are all necessary parts of a good fishing adventure that when not handled carefully can end up devilish minions in your boat.

BTW, I am having more fun than I should giving a few people heartburn with the titles of my last few blogs. The only other times this blog had better traffic was when I put the words sex appeal and terrorist in the title.

Don't Crosse me

Like fly fishing, the sport of Lacrosse has taught me many things. I grew up in the heart of the games birthplace, The Iroquois Nation (its called Western NY now) where kids slept with their sticks and the relationships born because of the game ran deep into our souls.

I am one proud Dad right now as my little lefty starts his journey this season after already explaining to us that if he doesn't make the NHL, he wants to play Lacrosse at Syracuse (sorry Kermie). During a wall ball session  yesterday he wanted to learn how to roll dodge.....he's 6. This is going to be awesome!

Enjoy the video, it got my motor running this morning.

Talking to your 3 wgt

Just one of the highlights of my week on the river, just happened to get some video, but it's the audio thats priceless. What do you think you sound like when you realize your 3 wgt may not be enough??

Thank you Vail Rod and Gun Club

 Fun afternoon researching a possible venue for America Cup and the up coming World Championships that will be hosted by our valley in 2016.


One of the perks of guiding in the winter is the talent pool can be full of actual anglers. At most, I find myself fine tuning already solid techniques this time of year, which offers up a refreshing break from blurting the word  Mend 1423 times a day, thank you. But Fly Fishing teases us just enough to understand that there is something more to learn, another switch to turn on during the path to receiving your ninja card, so we never stop looking for answers. Expert Anglers understand this weird thirst for knowledge, that's how they became "experts" in a sport which can seem impossible at times if you are not paying attention.

Once the battle to conquer the cast, drift, reading water and the trouts is under control and contained, most anglers look to filter the complication out this sport and make it simpler. Everyone with mad skills tend to ask more advanced questions about short cuts, magic pills or the newest sneaky secret guide techniques, but they often find out guides are trying to make things as easy as possible while still producing results.

Love shots of people admiring their prize, so much better than your typical grip and grin.

So here's some of the random tricks of the trade tips (none of which I take credit for)that came up over the last few weeks of my life on the river.

You do not have to improve your clinch knot.

Tying droppers to the bend of the hook does not create a force field preventing fish from becoming stuck.

You should be carrying markers in your pack.

Just buy 9' 4X Leaders, I recently received a shipment of 36 of them just to get me started this year. If you need a stronger leader chances are it can be shorter, so simply cut 2 feet of leader off and you are into 3x or better. Need a finer leader? Usually finer means longer so start adding 5x and smaller tippet for those picky trout presentations.

The show it to your buddy shot is cool too.

Keep It Simple Sport.

Respect, Censorship and #20 Stoneflies

The few of you who read this crap  have noticed a blog post missing.
I in no way meant to disrespect any one, any place, any fish, any guide and especially any river. My opinion on bought or stocked fish was just that, my opinion. My goal was to show respect for a river that was already perfect in my eyes, but my lack of skill with words left too much for interpretation and I apparently butt hurt some of society. Every fish that I net gets treated to thanks, praise and gratitude; Every single fish....... big, small, Rainbow, Brown, Whitie, Sucker(maybe not), Wild or Stocked has helped contribute to my little families well being as well as my clients happiness and I am always thankful. Moving forward, I promise to work harder at expressing my often off center, stupid takes on a sport that takes it self way to seriously with more clarity and attention to grammar.

#20 Golden Stones are still showing up in my friends faces

Presidents weekend on THE Eagle River

Spring has sprung!! Or it felt that way the past week. No offense to those who paid for my company during our recent glimpse of spring, but the true stars of the show around here this weekend were the fish, once again proving their worth as incredible work associates. So for today I leave all those Family Room quality grip and grins on the hard drive and high light the colors of wild fish.

I am about to hook my boat for a float on the Roaring Fork and I can't stop thinking how good THE Eagle has been the last week, I will almost hate to walk away today.

Check out that Dorsal Fin

With or without the black tungsten bead, this little Golden Stone pattern out shined them all this Presidents weekend.