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Happy Thanksgiving From the Trout Underground!

November 22, 2006, by Tom Chandler 2 comments

The L&T Nancy, Wally the Wonderdog and myself are in the process of looming up the truck and driving to Santa Maria for a long-overdue Thanksgiving visit to my parents.

Sadly, there are no trout to be found down there, but even a grotesque shortage of trout can’t deter the Underground.

Still, since you’re unlikely to hear from me until Sunday, consider this the official Trout Underground Thanksgiving greeting, complete with pictures of a few things we’re thankful for (including our readers).

See you after the turkey’s been picked clean!

Brown Trout Underwater

The L&T Nancy in a canoe

Mt. Shasta last light

Upper Sacramento River

Beautiful Rant About Fish Magazines and the Shack Nasties

November 22, 2006, by Tom Chandler No comments yet

From the all-seeing eyes at the Moldy Chum comes this rant by Bruce Smithhammer.

It’s late January, and if I find myself leafing through one more tired article on the MONSTER BROOK TROUT OF LABRADOR, or GUARANTEED TACTICS FOR STILLWATER HAWGS, I’m going to lose it. Fishing rags — why do I buy them again and again? Paying for the privilege of skimming through something that’s 70-percent advertising and 20-percent slight variations on last year’s articles?

Vowing to never again fork over well-earned coin for this drivel, pulp flies across the room, earning one eye open from the canus domesticus.Of course, this steadfast oath will no doubt weaken to sheepish excuses yet again come early December, as I try to stoically make it past the magazine racks pretending to be above all this tawdry fish porn.

Do I want to shake Bruce’s hand?

The rest of the article is worth a read. And it’s short, so most of the Underground readership’s lips won’t get too tired…

[tags]magazine, fly fishing[/tags]

Gushy Fly Fishing Industry Videos Crank the Underground

November 16, 2006, by Tom Chandler 16 comments

Moldy Chum apparently never sleeps. That’s the only explanation I can find for his blog’s never ending stream of odd and unusual finds.

This time, Moldy struck the motherlode of fly fishing industry “journalism” and since I’m feeling a little hostile from my own lack of sleep, it’s time for a Trout Underground rant.

The omniscient Moldy uncovered a chunk of videos by Fish & Fly Magazine from the Denver Retailer show. You’d think these would be interesting, but (welcome to the fly fishing media) they’re mostly just nauseating.

Begin the Flaying

For starters, the interviewers displayed all the reserve of small children seeking candy, but then, what did you expect in an industry where the magazines seem wholly committed to kissing ass?

I’d tell you to avoid these video clips at all costs, but frankly, it’s easier to look away from a five-car pileup. Why?

You haven’t lived until you’ve seen an interviewer almost wet himself in his efforts to kiss the Sage honcho’s ass.

And when Winston’s Sam Drukman made a point of telling viewers that boron costs 10x more than carbon fiber, it lead me to wonder why their low-tech WT rods – made from a decades-old IM6 graphite – cost the same as Winston’s “high-tech” Boron models.

Gosh, I wonder.

And if you don’t cringe when Simms’ president casually mentions their new $700+ wader allows you to relieve yourself in the middle of the river, you haven’t envisioned seeing an angler doing exactly that one run upstream from where you’re fishing.

It’s a great day for fly fishing journalism

The Gierach video could have been the star of the bunch, but Tom Pero couldn’t stop fawning long enough to ask a single intelligent question. Still, it’s worth viewing, if only for Gierach’s refusal to bask in the glow of his own press – the man seems amused at the attention he receives.

Kudos also to Patagonia’s Bill Klyn, who rose above the fray by discussing the environmental aspects of manufacturing outdoor products instead of endlessly repeating the marketing’s department’s product bullets. Good on ya.

You can’t blame the manufacturers for taking advantage of Free Marketing Service Disguised as Editorial Content an interview. But you can blame most of them for doing it so poorly.

It’s a Learning Experience. What Have We Learned?

First, marketing in the fly fishing industry is largely stone age.

Second, fly fishing media probably don’t have your best interests at heart.

And third, there’s a fine line between technological advance and marketing ho-ha, and many of the latest products crossed that line some time ago.

We also learned it’s time for the Trout Underground to gather up his low-tech bamboo/glass fly rods and go fishing before he starts writing biting e-mails to everyone who’s wronged him over the years.

I’ll let you know how it goes. See you at the Prozac counter, Tom Chandler.
[tags]fly fishing, retailer, fish & fly, fly rod, simms, sage, winston, rant[/tags]

I Get All the News I Need From Weather Forecast

November 14, 2006, by Tom Chandler 4 comments

It’s hardly unusual for someone to get up every morning and check the weather, much less an avid fly fisher waiting (largely in vain) for a cloudy, drizzly day.

I once wrote that I got all the daily news I needed from the weather report, and while it’s nowhere near true, it does indicate a set of priorities.

Weather forecast

The local weather is a gimme, but I also check the weather forecast in places I’ve fished before, including Grand Lake (Maine), Townsend (TN), Ketchum, Medford and a few others.

It’s become so much a part of the routine that I don’t think twice about it.

Still, this morning I caught myself eying the 60 degree forecast for Townsend, and – knowing that the baetis hatches were running strong in the park – found myself standing behind a tree on the Little River, throwing a sidearm cast at a run filled with rising trout. (In my head anyway. No way I fly across the country without whining to my readers about it.)

I could wax about the power of the printed word and how someone else’s words can transport you to a place and time of your own experience, but it seems a little over the edge for two numbers and a “partly cloudy.” Still, every morning I check.

Between jobs, families and the general heading of “obligations,” we’re all more likely to put ourselves on a good trout stream in our heads than in reality.

All it really takes is a trigger, and the weather seems to be one of mine.

This morning Townsend’s forecast is 44/61 and partly cloudy, which puts me on the Little River, then sipping something warm and writing about it at all at the now-wireless coffeehouse frequented by the Internet-less Ian.

Ketchum’s at 13/35, which probably means icy guides, a baetis hatch on the Big Wood River, or maybe a red brassie fished in upstream in this shallow, rocky river that developers have sadly deprived of most of its woody, in-stream cover.

I can even pinpoint the run where I’d finish – the same place I landed a pair of very healthy rainbows the last time I fished there in February.

It’s the kind of idle mind game that a lot of us play, and it reminds me that I have strong recollections of fishing experiences dating back to the early 70s, but that I can’t remember most of the other crap that’s happened along the way.

(For example, most of those early trips involved riding bikes to places where we weren’t legally allowed to fish, but my mind’s forgotten the part where I’m breaking the law.)

I’m probably focused a little too much on the weather element of fly fishing. But that’s because I live near great fly fishing, yet can’t fish every day, and “decision by forecast” beats the flip of a coin.

Of course, if anyone actually uses a coin, I’d love to hear about it.
[tags]weather, fly fishing, trout, ketchum, maine, townsend[/tags]

Down with Fluff Chuckers?! (An Underground Opinion)

November 12, 2006, by Tom Chandler 11 comments

Fly fishing’s an odd sport, one riddled with contradiction and burdened with a lot of expectation.

Plus it’s practiced by human beings, so it’s subject to all the irritating human behavior you also see on the freeway, in the workplace or in the checkout line.

Which is why this Auburn Journal article (via MidCurrent) so richly irritated me.

It’s a stunningly circular opinion piece where the un-bylined guide/author makes the usual generic noises lamenting the sport’s elitist image, says “most” fly fishers are nice folks, and then proceeds to skewer everyone who doesn’t think, act, and feel exactly like he does.

Basically, anyone who isn’t a guide. Bravo.

Some choice commentary:

I’m not sure where the “all fly guys have attitudes,” feelings originated, but my guess is it started with some of the fly shops.

I’ve walked into more than a few fly fishing stores over the years and had the ultra-snobby employees make me feel like I was nothing more than an ignorant pile of steaming cow dung.

He then moves on to beat up on dry fly fishers because they look down on everybody else (uhh, some of us just like to fish dries), fly fishing writers, and a few others.

First, anyone with an “all fly guys have attitudes” ideology is likely the one with the attitude problem. And while it’s tempting to counter his article with something like “Guides and are mostly nice people, but I’ve had a lot of encounters with guides who have treated me like a steaming pile of cow dung.”

But – whenever I read sentences like that – I develop a lurking suspicion that it’s not the target group causing problems so much as the writer. You probably should too.

So when our opinion writer finds himself suffering at the hands of fly shop employees, might it be because he acts like the steaming pile of dung he’s mistaken for? I mean, has anyone ever seen a customer do that?

The Ugly Truth

We encounter assholes everyday, and while I’ve stumbled across a couple of asshole fly shops, asshole guides and asshole fly fishing writers, they probably act that way because they’re assholes in every other part of their life too.

The point to all this? Don’t buy into the Auburn article crap. It’s trite, it’s ridiculous on its face, and while the piece was ostensibly written to bring more people to the sport, it’s actually a revelation of the writer’s own attitudes towards others.

Which really aren’t that pretty.

Next time you run into an asshole on the water, remember. He’s not a guide, a fly shop employee, dry fly snob or spin fisher.

He’s just an asshole.

[tags]fly fishing, guide, fly shops, assholes[/tags]

Regretting the Kiss & Tell

October 26, 2006, by Tom Chandler 8 comments

Via MidCurrent comes an interesting opinion piece by a writer who wrote a kiss-and-tell article about his favorite stream for Fly Fisherman magazine.

It was years ago, but regret clearly runs through his psyche like… well, the stream he gave up:

If I had the money and wherewithal to buy up every copy of that magazine, I’d do it in a proverbial heartbeat; things haven’t been the same on the Clarion ever since. Although I have no proof that people from all 50 states showed up (even though it seemed like it at times), the place got awful popular with Northwestern Pennsylvanians and now, rather than having it mostly to myself, it’s rare not to find a bunch of people in my favorite spots.

The Kiss and Tell “destination” article is a staple in the fly fish magazine biz. And your reaction is largely based on whose stream is getting gored.

If it’s your favorite outof-the-way spot – and you end taking a number to fish your favorite run – then you’re probably opposed. Violently.

If you don’t have a favorite out-of-the-way stream or want to beat up the fish on somebody else’s favorite out-of-the-way spot, then you’re probably happy to see the things.

The Local Angle

One writer has penned enough kiss-and-tells about the Upper Sac and surrounding area that I wince when I see his byline, and when he gave up a bunch of alpine lakes – some of which weren’t heavily fished – there was more than a “wince” in the air.

Of course, the Upper Sac is hardly a secret, but there are still a few secrets hiding around here, and if one of them turns up in print, I’m perfectly capable of hunting down the miscreant and finishing him off with an 8wt at close range.

(For any law enforcement people reading this, that’s a rant and not a threat. Maybe.)

The currently hot destination stories cluttering the “popular” fly fishing magazine are the Exotic Locales – the destinations overrun with big, dumb fish that even duffers can catch, and do so between between breakfast and the cocktail hour.

Still, if you’re uncertain as to the effect of a few kiss-and-tell articles on a fishery, ask Montana Correspondent Sully about his love for the genre. He’d probably tell you an 8wt provides too quick a death for those involved…
[tags]clarion[/tags]

So Much Fall. So Little Time.

October 24, 2006, by Tom Chandler 2 comments

If it didn’t end up in the grips of a cold, get-out-the-snow-shovel winter, fall would be my favorite time of the year. The fall colors induce vacant stares, the fishing can be spectacular, the flows are reliable (unlike spring), and the falling temperatures give the air a cool, hard-edged feel.

Of course, fall has its darker side. The river’s often crowded, the weather can be touchy, and there’s simply too much to fish, and too little time to fish it all.

There’s so much happening from a fly fishing perspective that no human – even one with a trust fund and a seven-day-a-week fishing habit – could possibly cover it all.

Upper Sacramento Fall

Start at the Top.

The backcountry isn’t exactly closed yet, but all those alpine lakes (and a few small streams) are getting awfully cold at night.

A week ago a storm rolled through and left behind a light dusting of snow, and while nothing’s impassable, it does remind you that time is spinning out of control if you’re a high country fanatic.

It’s worse because you know what’s coming (a little like anticipating surgery – you simultaneously don’t want it to happen while wishing it was happening right now). Winter closes the higher roads, freezes over the backcountry lakes and keeps them that way until late spring.

Down Low

Meanwhile, the Upper Sacramento is fishing well, but the really steady BWO hatches are typically a month away (as are most of the cloudy, drippy BWO days), leaving you to chase the bad weather as well as the October Caddis and PED hatches.

The October Caddis is a big bug and you’d think the trout would be climbing all over the thing, but success on this fly comes sporadically and never quite how you think it would.

Meanwhile, the McCloud is forced to contend with the crowds of fall fly fishers jamming its banks, and the Lower Sacramento is experienceing the daily traffic jams of drift boats.

Steely Resolve

Steelhead are happening just to the north, and given the price of gas, I can say that I’m happy I’m largely a troutmeister; the local steelheaders are burning up a lot of gas running to places I can’t mention for fear of finding a burning spey rod on my front lawn.

Still, you have at least pay homage to steelheading, and admire those who catch big, big steelies and then somehow keep their mouths shut about it.

The Big List

To list everything that could happen here in the fall would bring down my Web server. What’s clear is this: if you’re looking for the big days, you’re doing a lot of driving based largely on rumors and raw hope.

Suffice it to say each fishing outing isn’t a carefree jaunt as much as an agonizing decision where you weigh a handful of contradictory “facts” and rumors, all of which is run through the fevered calculator that is the mind of a fly fisher.

The results, of course, are wholly random – you’re sometimes where you should be, but just as often you’re not, a condition that can lead to the cruelest of all emotions, regret.

Even a quick afternoon trip to the river becomes a mental wrestling match; the 6wt to boss around the big October Caddis dries, or a 4wt to throw the #22 BWOs or #20 PED spinners?

Downriver for the spotty-but-could-be-cosmic BWO or PED hatch? The McCrowd? Pocket water? Run north to the Rogue?

My head is spinning. Maybe I’ll just stay home.
[tags]fall, october caddis, steelhead, essay[/tags]

The One-Fly Season: Tribute to Minimalism or Sheer Insanity?

October 13, 2006, by Tom Chandler 7 comments

Years ago I toyed with the idea of fishing all season with only one kind of fly. Back then it was a soft hackle, but I seem to remember stumbling on this idea pretty much every winter, and wonder a little about what it means.

Hare's Ear Soft Hackle
The world’s simplest, most effective fly? (Hare’s Ear soft hackle)

Is it my subconscious taking a stand for minimalism? The emerging presentationist in me who thinks good casts belie the need for five boxes of flies?

Or just a lazy fly tier looking to dodge the shame of woefully understocked fly boxes?

I’m not the only crazy.

In the November/December issue of Fly Rod & Reel, John Gierach mentioned that his friend Mike Price fished most of a season with only Royal Coachmen and Gray-Hackle Peacock patterns.

Noble, but that was in the context of small, backcountry streams, where the named flies would probably work about as well as anything.

Still, when I mentioned this idea to my friends, some would just nod like they’d had the same idea themselves, but others just looked at me like I’d suggested dynamite as a reasonable alternative to the Adams.

I know what I was thinking with the “soft hackle” idea; it could be fished as a nymph, swung like a soft hackle, and even fished in the film like an emerger.

I didn’t know if adding a cdc loopwing behind the hackle to help it float better (and make it more visible) was cheating or not, but I probably would have made that agonizing moral decision after seeing if it worked.

I might have done it if I could have figured out what to do in pocket water, but at the time, I was pretty sure of a couple of things.

First, at the end of the year I’d probably be as good a soft hackle fishermen as I’d ever be.

And second, I liked my dry flies too much to give ‘em up.

Different Year. Same Madness.

The recent “Best fly tieing book” thread here on the Underground got me thinking about all the flies I had to tie for Fall, and the next thing, I’m off on a “one fly” jag.

This time, I had a better idea; instead of one pattern (a pointless exercise when you sweat it out over more than one body of water), I’d stick to one family of flies made from fly tieing’s equivalent of pine two-by-fours.

Hare’s Ear.

Between the hare’s ear nymph, hare’s ear soft hackle, hare’s ear parachute, some kind of hare’s ear x-caddis and a hare’s ear midge pupae, I’d pretty much have it covered.

hare's ear midge
A #20 hare’s ear midge pupae. OK, maybe this one’s the simplest to tie…

Actually, I’d have it nowhere near covered, but – despite the insanity of the idea – you can probably also see the beauty of it. Five patterns in a half-dozen different sizes each (and maybe eight different materials) and you’d be out the door and fishing the river without a care.

Would the winter trout mistake a #20 hare’s ear parachute for a baetis? Would they think a #10 was a Green Drake?

Until now, nobody’s been insane enough to find out. And since I’m much better at writing about this kind of thing than doing it, it’ll probably remain a mystery.

Still, is anyone out there tempted by a one-fly season?

[tags]hares ear, soft hackle[/tags]

That “Vast Wasteland” of TV Fishing Shows…

October 12, 2006, by Tom Chandler 5 comments

You can tell the Underground is restive. I’m in a bad mood, and when the subject of fly fishing on TV came up, it reminded me of a piece I wrote early in the year – before I went to blog software.

Most of you didn’t see it, and since re-runs are a staple on televsion anyway (isn’t this ironic), I’m doing it one more time…

The Original Rant

In the midst of another bout with insomnia, I found myself stuck in front of the tube, watching a fly fishing show where the host wasn’t exactly a strong caster as much as he was a strong talker.

In one heart-rate-inflating sequence, the two anglers in the drift boat casually covered the water of a wading angler, a move guaranteed to draw a glare from most anglers, if not a speeding bullet. Marvey.

Expertizing

You watch fishing shows at your own peril, and I suppose I got what I deserved simply for tuning in.

After all, this wasn’t the first time I found myself yelling at the television while some “expert” bloviates about his “respect” for the fish and the sheer beauty of it, holding it out of the water so the viewer could also “appreciate” the fish, which by that point is looking pretty glassy-eyed.

Popping a fish out of the water for five seconds to take a picture isn’t noteworthy, but when those seconds climb past the 30 second mark, any “appreciation” for the fish takes on a more exploitive cast. Or a more egotistical one.

Inevitability

Maybe it’s inevitable whenever the lines of recreation and commerce start to intersect, but honestly, where do these shows come from? And why (why??) does the presence of a camera reduce all involved to a bunch of gibbering, high-fiving morons?

Next time, I’m going to read a book.

The Ultimate Fly Tier’s Book? The Underground Asks its Readers.

October 5, 2006, by Tom Chandler 25 comments

Winter means different things to different people. Some bundle up like the Michelin man before heading out to fish, while others fire up the vise and re-stock depleted fly boxes.

In the interest of speeding your winter tieing, the Underground’s asking for something never in short supply around here: an opinion. What is your favorite fly tieing book?

This isn’t a “one book on a desert island” kind of question. Instead, we want to hear about the book that altered the way you tied or fished – a book with a point of view or philosophy that worked its way into your fly fishing consciousness.

Dave Hughes bookMy pick? Trout Flies: The Tier’s Reference by Dave Hughes. His philosophy emphasizes “buggy” flies over exact imitation, and his approach to fly tieing is to strip away the window dressing, focusing on what actually catches fish.

This book introduced me to the Beetle Bug (Official Attractor Fly of the Trout Underground); unpretentious and clearly written, it’s not a pattern book (though there are plenty of those) but more a philosophy of fly fishing.

Tag. You’re it. Let’s hear it from the Undergrounders.

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