We’re finally faced with the spring iteration of Daylight Savings Time, which means the official start of spring can’t be that far away. The promise of warmer days, fishing trips, and—someday—Teva tans looms just around the corner, and you can’t help but get excited at the hint of spring in the air. The light is […]
Jess McGlothlin
Upon the realization I’ve had the very good fortune to have consumed various alcoholic beverages with a wide range of pretty diverse people in a bunch of random places, I’ve been allowed to hijack this week’s Thirsty Thursday. The recipe may be simple, but realize that sometimes in the oddest of places, everything just tastes […]
Winter continues to eke along. Here on the Ice Planet Hoth—aka Vermont—we are slated to get into the double digits this weekend, a fact which has caused much rejoicing amongst the fleece- and down-clad inhabitants. This is the time of year cabin fever tends to set in, and in the past week I found myself […]
Sometimes you experience something you know will stick with you of the rest of your life. You wish those few glorious moments could last forever; that somehow you could bracket and frame the juncture, to be lovingly referenced in the future when you need a little boost. I’ve finally grown up enough to recognize these […]
One thing I’ve rapidly discovered about the East Coast is the dearth of good wintertime fishing (as I write this I realize I am opening myself up to all manner of argument). But compared to the strong options back home in the West, I’ve been pretty underwhelmed with cold-weather trout fishing in the Northeast. In […]
It’s the season of grey and black and white… it gets light as I arrive at the Orvis headquarters, and it’s pretty solid blackness by the time I leave. We’re working on summer catalogs, and I find myself drifting off into dreams of foam hoppers and caddis swarms and wet wading while sitting at my […]
Maybe it’s cliché, but I can honestly say 2014 has been a hell of a ride. Different than the past few years—for the first time in more than five years, I was in one place for more than ten months. A year ago today, I had just arrived the night prior in Vermont, limping in […]
For a sport as outwardly benign as fly fishing, deep, dark, vicious things can lurk under the surface. What should be a sport of escape—an excuse to spend time outside, listening to the rivers and the water and getting away from all the petty annoyances of life—can turn into a politically-driven ego match astoundingly […]
I’ve escaped the clutches of the grey Northeast and made my way down to the South. Alabama in fact. So far I’ve been called “honey” in multiple stores, had my first Starbucks in months, and am enjoying the distinct lack of snow. I’m looking forward to a week of catching up on Fire Girl work, […]
It’s suddenly mid-December, a fact heralded by a remarkable run of grey days. The world is white snow and dark skies and Christmas lights all around… cosy and quaint, but not terribly inspiring with the camera. And so in honor of Vermont’s grey-ness, here are a few images from my favorite grey-toned photography session. Anglers […]
Like many of the northern states, Vermont is pretty much a blur of grey and brown right now. Real snow hasn’t yet set in—and it melts quickly when it does visit—and the world is shades of monotone. Splashes of Christmas lights offer a burst of color here and there, but it seems in the staid […]
All anglers are admittedly pretty keen on water. We travel the globe in the pursuit of both fresh and saltwater and the species that make those waters their home. We spent our play money on gear and equipment to help catch those water-dwelling creatures. And, sometimes, we buy flies instead of groceries. Priorities. After several […]
Slowly settling back into the Great White North after nine days spent exploring Belize and running barefoot around Ambergris Caye. Who am I kidding? Maybe not settling back in so well. The wanderlust is alive and well. This trip was something of a kamikaze dive. I was sent down to cover—using both the camera and […]
Many thanks to El Pescador Lodge and their fishing director Lori-Ann Murphy for an unforgettable morning last Saturday and my first couple of bonefish. Not huge, but they count! Image Lori-Ann Murphy (thanks!).
It’s full-on stick season here in Vermont. Days are a mix of grey and brown with maybe a little bit of sunshine mixed in. I leave work in the dark (it seems too damn soon), pulled my headlamp from the fishing pack and into the post-workday hike gear bag and am pretty resigned to buying […]
