As kids, my brother and I had a shared fascination with rivers, and I have plenty memories of sliding around on bank ice in the wintertime, wondering what fish were underneath. Rivers were home, winter was an adventure, and ice? Ice was fun. Today, though, was the first time I’ve had wind push me down […]
Jess McGlothlin
It’s been a seasonably cold week here on Bozeman… saw temps as low as -10F and locals have pulled out the duct-taped Patagonia down jackets and lined Carhartts. It’s that time of year. Between AFFTA, Yellow Dog, and a growing freelance business, things have been rather hectic and it was a pleasant surprise to get […]
It’s been one of those weeks. Been fighting off a flu, which means all my writing has been done through a haze and I’m proofreading like mad in the hope it all at least makes a bit of sense. I spent nearly an hour today struggling through a paragraph for an upcoming article before just […]
One thing I’m appreciating, being back in home country, is the fact that out here we learn by doing. Want to learn to process an antelope? I took that “class” a few weeks ago… dealing with the weekend’s harvest on Jake’s countertop. Want to learn to row a boat? Buy a patient, boat-owning friend a […]
The down jacket is on a hook by the door, it’s now getting dark around 5PM, and I’m wearing wool socks instead of flip-flops. November, it would seem, has arrived. Bozeman is due it’s first real taste of snow this coming week; the skiers are eagerly prepping their gear, and the anglers are stocking up […]
Good things happen on the water. It’s hard to be bogged down by the weight of everyday life when the sun is peeking through October fog; when the air is crisp and golden and the river is trickling at our feet. Sure, all the worry and want of daily life doesn’t go away; but maybe […]
There’s a sore lack of fishing this week. Hence the lack of fresh fishing images for this post. Fixing to remedy that in the coming days, but logging 75+ hours between the AFFTA board meeting and the Dealer Summit didn’t leave a lot of time for anything else save a few harried midnight writing sessions […]
The first post of a new series. I feel like I should say something epic; wax poetic about the fly fishing industry and the odd places it takes us, but I feel like maybe in writing this post, I’m talking with a group of friends who already understand the strange ways of fly fishing. So, […]
Sometimes life throws us curveballs. Big, out-of-nowhere curveballs. We think we’ve got it sort-of-maybe figured out, are trucking along, when suddenly something pops up out of nowhere and we think “what if?”. Opportunity knocks and it’d be really easy to just look the other way and stay comfortable. But damned if curiosity isn’t a bitch, […]
Finally catching up (slowly) on the to-do list, and just added a brief selection of images from Alaska to my portfolio… all galleries were updated but the Fly Fishing gallery has the most new shots. Always fun to flip back through images a few months after an assignment and relive the good moments. Lots of […]
The good gang over at the Theodore Roosevelt Conservation Partnership has asked me to be the guest judge for the fishing section of their #PublicLandsProud photo contest. Entering is pretty simple: now through September 8th, follow @thetrcp on Instagram, Twitter, or Facebook and share your photos with the #PublicLandsProud hashtag. I’ll be judging the fishing […]
This past week brought more than it’s fair share of unexpected turbulence, and I cut out midday Friday to explore a bit of new water in nearby New York State. I hadn’t done much warmwater fishing of late; a few carp here and there, but really no bass or panfish this year. Drove to a […]
A hectic week of deadlines and a blast of summer heat has precluded much fishing of late, so I’ve been looking for other adventures. Last weekend had a business meeting in Portland, Maine, so ran up Friday for the meeting then took Saturday AM to shoot a few scenes. Slept overnight in the Subaru; makes […]
Escaped the computer last weekend to head out in search of carp on New York’s nearby Hoosick River. Beau, owner of Vermont Paddleboard Outfitters, had suggested we go explore an area where the river flattened out and got skinny—perfect terrain to stalk the spooky fish via stand-up paddle board. While the fish were less than […]
Bought a new rod this week. I’ve been thinking about adding a 3-weight glass rod to the quiver for some time, and after another day fishing for brook trout not big enough to bend the tip of my 5-weight, I broke down and went to the store. After all, a new rod could somehow be […]
