It’s a weird Wednesday. That’s all I’m saying here.
It snowed lightly all day yesterday, it’s snowing now, and it’s cold and windy. It’s hardly the spring weather you imagine when you’re trapped in the long, dark tunnel that is winter, but then, things hardly ever look the way we imagine them.
For example, you don’t imagine someone shooting up a college, but there it is. Virginia Tech is dominating the news cycle, and if you want to read what I think about that particular issue, you’ll have to visit my copywriting blog.
Otherwise, I’m trapped at the keyboard for at least a couple more days, and the light at the end of this particular tunnel is my upcoming trip to Tennessee.
So instead of real, Chandler-generated fly fishing content, I’m assembling some of today’s weirdest fly fishing links (Because it’s a weird day. Get it?)
Enjoy.
Fly Fishing’s #1 Fly
First, MidCurrent posted a Paul Schullery article about the Adams — fly fishing’s favorite dry fly.
It’s possible I could fish my way through my upcoming Tennessee trip with nothing but a box of Adams dries (and Ian Rutter and Rich Margiotta both strongly suggest it), but such talk only hardens my resolve to take a different route.
That’s just me, and in truth, I like the Adams, though I seem to have a preference for its browner, less-lauded cousin — the Hare’s Ear (typically in parachute form) or its flashier nephew — the Beetle Bug.
The Undergrounders are welcome to weigh in with their favorite dry fly so they can be razzed and ridiculed by their fellow readers.
The Executive Fly Fisher
The class wars are alive and well in fly fishing. To keep the class wars riled up, we’ve got stream access issues in Montana and Donnie Beaver’s Spring Ridge Club in Pennsylvania.
Thus, the perfect frame for this little gem (discovered by Moldy Chum) about Executive Fly Fishing Retreats. (Yeah, we know.)
From The Perfect Cast Web site:
Your group of executives will travel by private plane to exclusive destinations where nature and excitement combine with exceptional accommodations to make every day an unforgettable adventure. Refocus and relax as you experience that rare combination of thrills and tranquility that only fly fishing can afford.
But why is fly fishing the perfect escape after a long week spent crushing subordinates under your jackbooted wingtips?
To the fly fisherman, the fish is a noble adversary, a worthy opponent in a battle of patience and focus – strengths necessary to succeed in today’s corporate climate.
Ah, the nobility — and we all know how the average corporate structure is just overflowing with nobility.

The Underground’s Exec Jet (photo Nick Lobek)
Naturally, you’re encouraged to leave a calm, non-judgmental comment below. Really.
Next, Your Gear Sucks
OK, maybe it doesn’t suck exactly. Maybe it’s just a little weak in a few areas.
At least that’s how Two-Heel Drive’s Tom Mangan feels about his hiking and backpacking gear, which is why wrote an interesting post about the disappointment involved with owning any piece of gear.
He’s not a fly fisher, but “Gear Remorse” is a pretty universal emotion.
Fiberglass the New Graphite?
I’m still only halfway through my last Bill Phillipson post, but after that, I’m planning to write a post about the rise of fiberglass fly rods.
After all, my upcoming Tennessee trip is going to feature a fiberglass fly rod theme, so it was with some interest that I read this tidbit from the Fiberglass Fly Rod board about a new fiberglass fly rod from Temple Fork Rods.
Like all great stories, it involves secrets and even conflict. Don’t miss it.
That’s it for now. I’ve got turn off the Underground and start typing words for those who actually pay me to do so.
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“The Undergrounders are welcome to weigh in with their favorite dry fly ”
In early June…… a #14 Pink Trude fished from sundown until dark.
Larry S
Larry Swearingen(Quote)
In past years I would have said the parachute Adams was my favorite, but my new favorite is the parachute Carolina Wulff. It’s just different enough to make me feel a little eccentric for casting it, and, when I’m fishing a spot with trout dumb enough to eat it, I know I’m on my kind of stream. Take care and enjoy your Tennessee trip,
hawgdaddy
hawgdaddy(Quote)
There we go: “It’s just different enough to make me feel a little eccentric for casting it”
That could explain my love for the Beetle Bug, which — like me — is kinda chunky, and far from elegant in appearance…
Tom Chandler(Quote)
“like me — is kinda chunky, and far from elegant in appearance…”
But oh so red and white…er, I mean, colorful.
Smellslikefish(Quote)
I would have to say a #16 sulpher parachute. Or the Hex nymph fished dead drift at dusk, (sorry for the nymph plug Tom).
Clay(Quote)
I think it is a safe bet that the Virginia Tech gunman doesn’t practice “Catch & Release.”
kbarton10(Quote)