All posts by Nick Mills

Nick Mills

About Nick Mills

Full disclosure: I was not born in Maine, alas! I was born in Massachusetts, but the family moved to Maine when I was eleven, and I grew up in Thomaston. My dad was skipper of one of the draggers that sailed out of Rockland, in the days when it was a rough-tough working fishing port. When he came in from the sea his favorite activity was freshwater fishing with me and my brother, Peter. We learned together to flyfish for trout in the Alder Stream in Eustis. Once hooked on the sport, pun intended, I fished at every opportunity in every place I could -- in the rivers, streams and ponds of Maine; in the mountain ponds of Utah, where I was stationed for a year in the Army; in high Andean lakes in Colombia, where I served as a Peace Corps Volunteer; even in a lagoon that surrounded one of Saddam Hussein's palaces in Baghdad. I tried once to go trout fishing in northern Afghanistan, when the U.S.S.R. occupied that country; a landslide blocked my path, but that led to a more interesting adventure, which I will tell you about in a future post.

James R. Babb Won’t Let Me Sleep

But it’s a temporary thing, only until I finish his latest book, Fish Won’t Let Me Sleep — Obsessions of a Lifelong Flyfisherman. Mr. Babb is one of the most entertaining writers in the fish-lit genre, and that’s saying a lot because ever since Dame Juliana Berners’s Treatyse of fysshynge wyth an Angle emerged in […]

Gorgeous Georges, A Most Excellent River

The English explorer Captain George Weymouth sort of named the Saint George River after himself, don’t you think? When the original Curious George sailed the good ship Archangel from Monhegan to Muscongus Bay and up the river in 1605, he pronounced it “a most excellent river” and named it for England’s patron saint and I’m […]

Ye New Olde Flye Shoppe

Terry Walsh’s business model, spelled out on his Facebook page, is very appealing: I intend to be open from 10am-3pm Wed through Saturday, but remember, this is a one man operation and I like to fish too. I like that. I intend to get some work done today, but hey, if the trout are rising… […]

Opening Day, Open Season, Open Water, Open Sesame. Spring!

Saturday, April 1, was Opening Day, so I opened a nice Cabernet and enjoyed a glass — or two? did I have two? — with an excellent cheese from Treats, in Wiscasset, a terrific little shop that I find really difficult to pass without stopping in. You think it’s a coincidence that fishing season opens […]