Jake McGlothlin

It’s the first day you wake up to rain beating against the window and it continues to drizzle all day long.  It’s the first day you realize you should have brought a jacket as there’s a little nip in the air.  It’s taking a deep breath and noticing the crispness in the air.  It’s the […]


It seems like I often miss the best conversations in the shop.  There was one last week that I’m sure we’ll be talking about for a long time.  It went something like this: Customer:  You think I can throw a 450 grain sink tip on an 8-weight? B: It’s like having sex with a fat […]


It’s always sad when friends move.  But it’s a little less sad when they’re moving to a very fishy part of Florida and extend an open invitation for you to come visit.  As part of the move, this friend is selling his beloved drift boat, a 15′ ClackaCraft HeadHunter II skiff. Here’s the Craigslist ad: […]


Here in Bozeman today it is cloudy, chilly and drizzly.  I love these days.  It’s one of the first ones with a hint of fall in the air.  You can stand outside, close your eyes and imagine the sound of elk bugling and picture big browns chasing down streamers.  After a long, hot summer these […]


When our family first moved to Bozeman, it seemed like Mark and I spent more time on the Gallatin than any other river.  Many good afternoons and evenings were spent exploring the canyon, slipping on mossy rocks and casting flies to small, rising fish.  But as the family all went their separate ways my days […]


It’s once again time for the big kids to come in and put the Lower Madison house back in order.


We’re reaching that point of the year where Fall is legitimately right around the corner.  I personally can’t wait.  Upland game bird season opens on the 1st, and bow season starts a few days after on the 6th.  Most of the tourists will go home, the fall hatches will start, and the big brown trout […]


It’s been a busy week in the shop.  Hell, it’s been a damn busy summer.  But it seems like over the past couple of weeks we have had more stupid questions, weird answers, and overall stuff that just makes us look at each other and wonder “WTF?”.  Such is life in retail I suppose. Today’s […]


August is the dog days of summer.  It’s hot.  It’s muggy.  If you’re in the service industry in a tourist town by this point in the summer you are pretty much tired of the whole human race.  How do you beat the dog day blues?  Icy cold frozen gin drinks are a good start. I […]


Shane has been busy this summer.  And I’ve been on him for weeks to write something about it, but he’s just too modest to brag about himself.  So I’ll do it for him.  That’s what best friends are for, right? First off, Shane’s photography has been gracing our pages here on Chi Wulff for years. […]

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What does a fly shop manager and fishing guide do on his first day off in over a month in the middle of a Montana summer?  Laundry?  Grocery shopping?  Relax at home all day?  Nope.  He goes carp fishing.  And luckily, he takes me with him. If you’ve been reading this blog for a while, […]


Shane and his folks spent the past weekend in Craig fishing the Missouri.  More to come on that later… Anyway, Shane really wanted to get into some nice fish during their trip.  At some point over the weekend I got this picture: This fly was not mauled by pliers and wire cutters.  It looked like […]

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The Mighty Mo

by Jake McGlothlin on July 29, 2014

in Fish Stories

There are certain places that are woven into the fabric of fly fishing, those kinds of places you can mention to anglers anywhere and they will nod their heads and know about.  Many of those places just happen to be within a few short hours of where I sit writing this now.  One of them […]


For those of you who don’t know, I work at a fly shop here in Bozeman.  Not only is it in Bozeman but it is in downtown Bozeman.  Right on Main Street.  Due to our location we get a lot of tourist traffic.  A LOT of tourist traffic.  Which means we deal with a lot of […]


As anglers, we spend a lot of hots days in the sun, sweating our asses off in pursuit of fish.  After a few hours of such self inflicted torture the thought of an ice cold drink starts to sound pretty damn good.  You have a couple options.  You can always lug a cooler out to […]