The Vermont Chronicles

My saltwater experience had consisted entirely of a few childhood years spent (or misspent) living near South Padre Island and a single wading photography session on the Puget Sound. So when some of the Orvis gang asked if I’d be interested in being part of their team for a fly-fishing tournament on Martha’s Vineyard the […]

Slowly spring green is marching up the hillsides, and I actually opted to not take a jacket to work a few days last week. Harvested my first strawberry this morning from the little plants on my porch. I’m wearing a skirt instead of two layers of long underwear. And, for the first time in what […]

It’s been busy week here in Vermont. Somehow we’ve transitioned from a chilly, rainy and blustery 40 degrees last Sunday to highs in the 70s today. Local anglers are watching the Battenkill River like veritable hawks, waiting for the first sign of the full-on Hendrickson hatch and consistent fish rising. We’re not there yet, but […]

Last week’s Vermont Chronicles post was mysteriously absent, a fact for which I actually do have a somewhat decent excuse. I was freezing my rear end off on the Delaware River throwing streamers at brown trout. Orvis fielded two teams for the Friends of the Upper Delaware River’s annual One Bug tournament. Modeled after the […]

Last weekend marked the second consecutive weekend of fly-fishing adventures and hijinks with the Orvis gang. Comprised of myself, Chrissy, Jackie (the two other fly-fishing girls at Orvis HQ) and Rod & Tackle guys Reed and Tyler, our small gang was headed by Orvis Northeast Regional Business Manager Tom Z. The mission: to teach a […]

By the time this posts I’ll be on the road again, off at the Hell or High Water Fly Fishing Festival on the West Branch of the Delaware River in New York. I even bought New York and Vermont fishing licenses. The world is coming to an end. But never fear, that trip will be […]

No, not that kind of packing. I’m not loading my life into the Suby once more and hitting the road. Life’s a little too interesting for that right now. I’m getting ready to fly out to Montana Monday for the Orvis Guide Rendezvous. It’s a business trip, and a busy business trip, but I’m looking […]

Thursday, the “first day of Spring,” was welcomed with ice, sleet, rain and snow. Ah, seasons in the north country. Makes me feel strangely at home; I remember plenty of June snows back home in Montana. I’ve spent the days at work, and the nights at FGP headquarters, madly working my way through contest and grant entry […]

Another week flown by. The absence of a post last week was entirely my fault, and partially to blame on the fact that days have been pretty routine. The past few weeks have fallen into a pattern of wake up, Fire Girl work, Orvis, yoga, more Fire Girl work, possibly some drinks at a local […]

It’s hard to believe it’s March. I heard the first twitter of songbirds as I walked into work the other day; somehow it was dampened by the falling snow and sub-zero wind chill. Guess we’re all a little anxious for spring green. I just returned to the apartment after an afternoon casting session at the […]

We’ve had our first taste of pseudo-spring here in Vermont. I did yoga with opened windows in the apartment yesterday morning – I don’t care if it’s 38 degrees. It’s fresh air. My parking lot has transformed into a 14″ lake, and I’m debating the merits of using it for casting practice. While the reality […]

It snowed. Just a wee bit. I’m sitting at my folding desk looking out the window at a pile of snow nearly twice my height. And – guess what – it’s snowing. Winter Storm Pax (or Axe, Max… whatever it was. When did we decide to start bestowing names upon winter storms, anyway?) visited Vermont […]

About eleven months ago, I started writing the “Dispatches from Craig” series here on Chi Wulff. To my surprise, people seemed to like it, and I began to get regular feedback; chiding if I missed a week, offers of drinks if someone was passing through Craig. The series created a weird little community. If there […]