flyangler

Thanks for the replies. We will definitely be dusting off terrestrials of all sizes. Though we enjoyed Michel in the past, we will probably hunt out water deeper up the logging roads over in BC. Looks like we can fish the spots we like in AB, but will certainly use our careful fish handling skills in the warm water affected rivers.

Beautiful fly Gary!

Hello my long lost friends. My husband and I will make our 8th visit to the Crowsnest Pass next week. We'll actually start with a few days in that other province to the west, but look forward to some fishing on the Crow, Castle, Oldman and others after that. If anyone would like to meet up, let me know. Hoping to see Tiana, meet Ray and maybe even Lynn! Any forest fires to look out for? Shall we bring our usual cast of hoppers and stonefly nymphs?

Down here in Minnesnowtah our little town just got the power back on after some storms (our house is one of over half a million without juice), so I can drop by here and tell you that I'm thinking about all y'all. Too roily and muddy to fish around here, too.

Just be careful not to use too much clear nail polish in a humid or damp environment. It can get cloudy white spots. If in doubt, use several thin coats and allow it to dry between.

Thanks for the welcome back! It's funny you should mention "old school" 420, I'd no sooner posted this fly elsewhere when someone offered to teach me the "right way" to tie flies. It must have been your butterfly that I recalled, SJW. I was so impressed with the work you did on the body and wings. I'll work at smoothing out my thread wraps so that I don't have to epoxy them like a fly rod! Usually, I just tie the ugly buggy stuff that catches fish around here.

Hello folks. It's been years. Hope you are all well and happy. I've had little to say lately because we have not fished in Canada for a few years. But I recall that some very talented tyers here had some ideas on butterflies. So here is my latest, inspired by Ronn Lucas Sr.'s article in a 2002 issue of Fly Tyer. It is made with peacock pheasant in the upper wing, peacock eye fibers in the lower wing and horns, and parts of the pp feather were pulled forward for antennae. It's a crazy mixed up kid I call "Bloody Viking," after a local sports team I love to hate and also a Monty Python reference.

Well done, ma'am. That's a nice fish!

You have a way with words rickr. May I also nominate: 1)The moment between a hard fight and the agonizing ping of the tippet when you have time to realize that no, you are in fact, Not Angler Enough to land that fish. It is the time to know in your aching forearms that you should have honed your patience as well as your muscles. The mental space is arising in which you can fit the words "if 2x was good, wouldn't 0x have been better?" You know, that moment? 2)Also, I nominate the endless emptiness from the loss of The Big One and time time it seems to take to get another chance. 3)There is the allotment of crap from your significant other which includes "I told you so", "you should have adjusted your drag" and "didn't you check your tippet for abrasions" and the like which also seems to be pretty long lasting.

Outstanding! I'll be grinning all day.

We don't typically count or measure fish, but it would have been interesting to get a waistband size for this one's hula skirt.

I'd be a little too far away to do this for you, but some tying buddies and I got together with our foam and our cutter sets and just rapped out a bunch of bodies. We each had different cutters and by the end of the session, we each took home a selection to mess around with.

Perhaps sadly, I only talk to people I know. It's different for girls. We did meet a couple of fellows who were fishing for "broonies" on a remote stretch of the South Castle. My more friendly husband said he thought it was unlikely they'd caught one of those. He patiently pointed out the orange slashes on the throat of the 20 incher up on the bank that they'd whacked. The three of them agreed that flies and spinners, not bait, were the way to go.

There are already enough Frankenfish in the world.