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I Love Brook Trout. So Should You.

I’m in love with a fish. It’s no secret. I don’t try to hide it. This affair has been going on for some time, since I was, I guess, twelve years old and saw my first brook trout. That trout had just opened its mouth to dine on a live worm, until recently a contented […]

Default, Dear Brutus, Is Not In Our Stars…

…but in our operating systems. Or so the Immortal Bard might have written had he tapped out Julius Caesar on an iPad rather than scratching it out on parchment with a goose feather. I started thinking about defaults the other day as I sat in the estimable Rangeley Public Library (est. 1909, now on the […]

Me, a Registered Maine Guide? No Thanks.

Someone asked me why I, with my (possibly) over-the-top fondness of fishing, don’t become a Registered Maine Guide. I answered, as diplomatically as I could, “Are you nuts?” I can understand the question. My license plate is FLY CST, I have a coveted camp at Upper Dam, I have fished in countless rivers, streams, lakes […]

Upta Camp

There comes a time in every angler’s season that persistent failure to catch fish brings the realization that trout season, at least the first half, is over. The first half begins at ice-out and ends sometime around Bastille Day, when the water is too warm for trout comfort and the hexagenia hatches peter out. The […]

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 […]