Something’s Fishy by Ted Williams is a strong entrant into the fly fishing book category; his well-researched environmental essays provoke, engage and often inflame.
Read more →Something’s Fishy by Ted Williams is a strong entrant into the fly fishing book category; his well-researched environmental essays provoke, engage and often inflame.
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Layer that with winds strong enough to skate my Weber barbecue across the back patio like a jet launching from an aircraft carrier, and you’re starting to get a handle on the last week’s weather (and it’s drizzling right now).
I spent Tuesday and Wednesday preparing to teach an online marketing workshop, and then — finally free to fish — spent yesterday on the couch.
That’s not an ambitious admission from someone whose readers might have expected him to be out fly fishing, but in truth, I’ve been blasting along pretty much non-stop since my father’s passing, and getting a little crusty in the process.
A day spent in a quiet house, turning recent events over in my mind, was a welcome break.
The loss of a parent isn’t something that comes and goes in a few days; the mind and body need to absorb what amounts to the disappearance of a lifelong constant, and while that’s not necessarily bad, it is something that churns away beneath the surface whether you want it to or not.
The reality of it all inevitably rears up on its hind legs, claims your attention, and the couch beckons. Fair enough.
Plus, I plowed into the stack of books waiting for me (including a copy of Ted William’s Something’s Fishy, an engrossing, hard-hitting book that can’t possibly sell as well as it deserves to).
Expect a review soon.
Still, You Can’t Keep a Fly Fisherman Down
Today, Bertrand and I are planning to reconnoiter some of the lesser-fished places we know, though the still-rampant winds mean we’ll probably do more looking than fishing.
With runoff slowing due to cold temperatures (33 yesterday AM), the Upper Sacramento is starting to round nicely into shape, and last week’s near-100-degree temperatures disappeared much of the snow on the hills overlooking the canyon.
While there’s still more runoff to come, Steve and I wondered aloud if the worst is over.
I’ll let you know. Right now, I’ve got to get ready.
See you on a river, Tom Chandler.
Something Fishy is the latest book from Fly Rod & Reel’s environmental writer Ted Williams, and if it’s anything like the columns he writes for FR&R and Audubon, I’m due for a wild ride (I’m ordering a copy).
Published in October 2007, I made a note to get a copy and promptly lost the note, though I’m rectifying that oversight right now.
Williams is one of the handful of writers that sets Fly Rod & Reel apart from most other mainstream fly fishing magazines; he attacks environmental subjects with energy, taking few prisoners and leaving few questions unanswered.
His unabashed defense of thoughtful environmentalism (he’s taken the greenies to task on more than a few occasions) has converted me into a lifelong fan — and no doubt cost Fly Rod & Reel a few subscribers and advertisers.
I’ll review it as soon as I get it, though if you’ve ever wondered why our salmon are disappearing, our saltwater gamefish are in trouble, and our management policies are making things worse, then just order the thing today.
See you at the reading lamp, Tom Chandler.
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