Zoe and I headed over to Maggie for the weekend, to recoup the free accommodation that we won last year. The resort was super-nice and super-free! Love it.
I spent the early mornings fishing. I finally had some results and put the new reel (that dunk got me for my birthday) to good use!
For xmas, Zoe bought me a fly tying vice. Since then, I’ve been practicing tying both fresh and saltwater flies. Now the ladies who work at Spotlight are my best buds. Last night I tied this bad-ass shrimp, which is a variation on a theme
There are two worlds of fly-fishing: the old, tweed-jacket-with-leather-patches chalk stream style; and the extreme, hard-core experimental style encouraged by sexyloops
We made it, down the mighty rapids of the Tully River. Only minor cuts and bruises and some sunburn to show for it. Oh, and some great memories.
Here is a copy of a web chat conversation that I had this morning with Danielle from Raging Thunder rafting in Tully.