2011
Salmon River 2011
From
Albion, Walt, with his lovely wife, Eleanor, and I separately drove to Pulaski,
on the eastern end of Lake Ontario and the Salmon River. There we fished for two days on the
catch and release section, the Douglaston Run, of the Salmon, with guide and
long term friend, Adrian LaSorte.
We managed some fine steelhead, in the face of fierce weather, but all
with good nature and good fun. See
photos at Salmon River 2011.
Oak Orchard Creek 2011
Walt Rodgers and I met in Albion New York on Nov. 7 to
link up with Howard Braunstein and some of his fishing buddies and fish Oak
Orchard Creek for a few days. This
was different fishing and after a frustrating first day, Walt and I got it
dialed in and met with great success, targeting primarily big lake run brown
trout and also cncountering some Atlantic salmon and lake run steelhead. Lovely place to fish, crowded but all
fishermen were polite and helpful.
We likely will go back.
Thanks, Howard, for introducing us and fishing with us. Photos at Oak Orchard Creek 2011.
Tennessee 2011
After
the Soque, I moved north, into the mountains of North
Carolina and camped at Boone, from which each day my guide friends
would drive me to the Tennessee Rivers, the Watauga and the South Branch of the Holston, where we did float trips and caught great fish,
many wild. My guides were the three
famous fellows who ran the float trip in Alaska,
Theo and Haden Copeland and Dave Stelling.
They gave me some fine days of fishing. Thanks, fellows! See photos at Tennessee
2011.
Soque 2011
Once
again I ventured south to fish in our annual tournament of men vs. women on the
Soque. What generous hosts are Abby
and John Jackson, and what a grand party they throw. Alex Reeves, Allan Malamy and Todd
Brinkman, plus I, made up the men’s team while Candy Norton, Linda
Bennett, Trudy Johnson and Reba Brinkman represented the ladies and, of course,
won once again. Great going
ladies! One of these years . .
. Check photos at Soque 2011.
Margaree 2011
In
mid October, I joined my friend and fishing buddy, Stephen Booth, who had just
moved from Massachusetts to Nova
Scotia, for a week of fishing on the Margaree
River in Cape Breton Island, N.S. We enjoyed fishing many lovely pools on
this picturesque river, but the fish were reluctant. Stephen left the day before I did and I
lucked into a nice 10 lb. hen salmon on my last day of fishing, while being
guided by local guide and very generous man, Eugene LeBlanc. Check photos at Margaree
2011.
Alaska 2011
Late
in July I joined fishing buddy, Sonja Nisson, long-term best friend and fishing
buddy, Walt Rodgers, and new friend,
via Walt, Phil Shutler, for an 8 day float on the remote Kanektok
River in southwest Alaska.
This trip was perfect, and may have been the best fishing I have ever
had. The fish were plentiful and
scrappy, rainbows, grayling and Dolly Varden trout. The guides were personable and highly
professional (improbably, they are all three based in North Carolina where they
operate out of Appalachian Angler Fly Shop in Boone – see http://www.appangler.com/ . The food, if you can believe it, was
fabulous. We saw lots of bears,
eagles and other wild life. And we
even had a hot shower every other evening.
What a trip! I may go
again! See our Sonja’s and my
photos at Alaska 2011.
Florida 2011
Tarpon
fishing in Florida
is always an attraction. Early in
July I joined my fishing buddy, Sebastian O’Kelly, for three days in
pursuit of the silver king in the Boca Grande area of Florida, on the west coast. We ran into
really hostile weather conditions for the first day and a half and took refuge
in canals, ponds and the backcountry, where Seb landed a 50 pound tarpon. Then we took to the Gulf shore in search
of bigger fish. The morning of the
last day I managed to hook a 120 pound tarpon who gave us a merry chase. After I and then Seb, played this
lovely, as she came to the boat, the tippet parted and she swam away. Good luck to her! See our photos at Florida
2011.
Roscoe Parade 2011
Roscoe
has been voted the Ultimate Fishing Town
of the United States,
a title sponsored by the World Fishing Network, a creature of Eagle Claw tackle
manufacturers. The success for
Roscoe came about through gargantuan efforts of many people. The idea started with Jim Krul,
Executive Director of the Catskill Fly Fishing Center & Museum, and caught
the imagination of the Roscoe Chamber of Commerce and from there many other
persons and organizations. So, when
Roscoe celebrated its victory, as part of its regular Independence Day parade,
on July 2, the Center enthusiastically participated. We share our photos at Roscoe Parade 2011.
Delaware June 2011
Gardner
Grant, a fishing friend of many years, and I did a float trip with guide,
Adrian LaSorte, another friend of many years, on the Delaware River in late
June. First, we did floated a short
distance over seven hours on the West Branch just downstream of Deposit, where
we hit the sulphur hatch at mid day and each caught a number of fish, including
a 20 inch brown for Gardner. Then
we pulled out and, after enjoying ice cream at The Cow Lick, on Rte. 97 just
south of Hancock, we did a second float of about three hours from above the
junction pool (where the east and west branches of the Delaware
meet) down to Stockport, several miles
downstream. Again, once we cleared
ourselves of a mob of anglers haunting the junction pool, we did nicely with
the fish, who were still feeding on the occasional sulphur as well as other
bugs. I managed to hook and land an
18 inch brown, against huge odds, a great satisfaction. Gardner
finished the evening with an 18 inch rainbow. What a wonderful time! How grand to spend all that time fishing
with two friends of long standing.
See photos at Delaware
June 2011.
Trout Parade
Livingston
Manor holds its “Trout Parade” every year in mid-June. While I often miss it because I am off
fishing somewhere, this year I was lucky enough to get to see it. I have posted photos of this remarkable
event and invite you to view them at Trout
Parade 2011.
Montauk
Early
in June, I visited Vito and Laurie DeVito in Sapaponack Long Island and fished
with Vito in the Ducks Unlmited Striped Bass Derby, with guide Jim
Levison. We had a wonderful time
even though we ran into motor problems that foreshortened our fishing
exercise. Vito managed to land a
nice big striper at 10 ½ pounds 30 inches and win the fly fishing
department of the Derby. Vito is a highly acclaimed outdoor
artist as well as a most congenial fishing buddy. See his website at http://vitodevito.com/ Check out our photos at Montauk June 2011.
Senegal
Late
April and early May, with fishing buddy, Sonja Nisson, and guide friend, Aaron
Alter, I visited Senegal,
a wonderful, stable, vibrant country in west Africa, where we fished and did
sightseeing. The fishing proved to be less productive than any of us expected
or wanted, but it clearly has much potential and I would love to return to this
happy place and try again. We fished both salt and fresh water and also visited
with residents in their homes and spent some time at Bandia, an impressive game
farm. We finisheOd up in the
capital city, Dakar,
where we both saw the sights and fished.
On
our arrival, Aaron took us southward to the Sine Saloum Delta country. There we stayed at Hakuna Matata Lodge,
accessed by boat and donkey cart, and run by a French couple who live both
there and in Dakar,
and serve consistently excellent French cuisine. We soon found the tides unfavorable and
cut short our stay, only to return a week or so later to try our hands
again. On our return, we camped on
one of the barrier islands at the mouth of the estuary. We had great fishing for a few hours and
then the fish gods laughed at us again and blew a strong wind at us. We camped the first night of the planned
two nights and then abandoned the fishing because the wind was just too
much. When the fishing was hot we
each caught a whole slew of sea trout (weakfish), and dined on them that
evening, to our delight. See our photos
at Senegal – Hakuna Matata.
As we traveled, we took many photos of typical street scenes. While the country has good cell phone
service, much of its infrastructure is primitive and so we often saw someone
driving a donkey cart while talking on a cell phone. The roads have much trash by them,
because the people have only recently had the luxury (?) of plastic bags and
other containers, but their homes are immaculate, reflecting their strong
personal habits. As a Muslim
country, they do not drink or smoke (much) and are highly moral. Perhaps atypically, they have a high
respect for their women.
From
the delta country we drove several hundred miles southeast, through Kaolack and
then Tambacounda (see map) to the Niokolo
Kobo National
Park, a large area covering the headwaters of the Gambia River set aside as a preserve for wildlife. Near the park is a wonderful hotel
called Wassadou, also on the river, where we stayed a number of nights when not
camping on the river. The hotel
also serves marvelous French-style Senegalese food and has excellent
accommodations. While in the area
we spent the second and third nights camping on the river, fishing each day of
course, and then continued our fishing from the hotel for the last several
days. From the hotel one can view
the river and watch hippos swimming as well as baboons and other forms of
wildlife and a wide variety of birds.
In fishing we sought several species, chiefly tigerfish and African
pike. We caught a good number of
pike, some with good size, and hooked a few tigerfish but failed to land any,
though our guide got one and our assistant guide, fishing with live and dead
bait landed several which he kept for food. Our photos are at Senegal – Niokolo
Kobo National Parc.
While
in the park region, our assistant guide, Fred, kindly invited us to visit him
at his home in his nearby village and have dinner with his family. There we met his lovely wife, his three
sons and his daughter, as well as many other members of his family. Some of the girls took us to the town
square and asked us to dance, and we obliged. Many of the youngsters wanted us to
photograph them and we also obliged.
We gave a number of gifts to the children and some to the adults as
well. We had a fabulous dinner
prepared by Fred’s wife. See photos at Senegal – Dinner at
Fred’s Village.
From
the park region, we returned to Hakuna Matata, as described above. After the wind blew us off the water at
Hakuna Matata (except for the last evening when we fished hard in the estuary
and relished the magnificent sunset to the west), we traveled to the seaside
town and artist colony of Toubab Dialao, perhaps 15 miles or so south of Dakar,
and stayed at a lovely beachside hotel called Sobo Bade. See photos at Senegal – Sobo Bade. This was our R&R. Again, the food was magnificent and the
service impeccable. Well, almost. No, it was really grand. The water, which we had been looking
forward to, unfortunately had gotten cooler in the two weeks since Aaron had
been there before. More of Muther
Nature’s tricks (correct spelling!).
But the beach was perfect!
And there was a really fun bar about 400 yards up the beach. And the second homes abounded! I would love to spend more time
there. In the morning, many of the
men came to the beach and worked out extensively. The Senegalese are cultists when it
comes to body fitness and they generally are a beautiful people, tall, slender,
well muscled, both men and women.
No wonder they were the unfortunate sources for slave raiders in the 16th
and 17th centuries.
On
leaving Toubab Dialao, we headed
for Dakar, but
with a visit to a game farm called Bandia en route. There we dined at the restaurant, one
much praised in that country, and then toured the grounds with a guide. We saw a huge number and variety of
animals. See Senegal – Bandia Game Farm.
Next,
we traveled on to Dakar,
a city of two million in this country of 12 million. There we stayed at a beachside hotel, La
Brazzerade, where again we witnessed a lovely beach and many great looking
Senegalese working out, keeping themselves fit. While in Dakar we did some sight seeing and tried our
hands at fishing and also dined at several more fabulous restaurants. Lunch at Dakar’s favorite downtown
spot as we came into town, dinner at a restaurant on the western-most tip of
Africa, witnessing the sun go down over the Atlantic, another dinner on the
south side of the tip watching the waves roll in and the sun set in the
west. We also visited the famous
slave trading island in the gulf south of Dakar,
and toured the grounds of Dakar’s
landmark lighthouse. Fishing was
again unproductive, with a high wind and big swells keeping the fish from
feeding and us from catching. Oh
well! That is fishing. Nice boat ride out beyond the sight of
land and back. Our photos are at Senegal – Dakar.
Grand
trip, good companions, I would love to go back, and I would love it even more
if the fishing were on next time.
Tight lines! And thanks to
Sonja Nisson for being such a great fishing buddy and Aaron Alter for his
tireless good humor and help and making the trip truly wonderful.
California
Mid
January Sheila and I flew to Los
Angeles for the annual ASPPA conference, where I
participated in a panel for retired government types to give our post
employment views on the world, as if they meant anything. Then, Sheila and I spent the next 3
weeks driving up the coast to San
Francisco, and then on home early Feb., after a 2 day
delay because of severe weather in the northeast. What a wonderful trip! We enjoyed so much good food and wine,
and saw such beautiful country, both seascapes and mountains, watched whales
and elephant seals, visited all the iconic California sites. First, we went to the lovely little town
of Ojai where we did wine tasting and visited the farmers’
market. Next, we went on to the
Danish built kitschy town of Solvang,
what a hoot! And great shopping.
From there we went north of San Luis Obispo
and stayed in lovely Cambria
by the sea, and also visited Paso Robles, 45 miles inland and the scene of many
new wineries. We skipped Hearst Castle. Then we went up the Coast on the coastal
highway to Carmel
(Coast & Carmel), with visits
to Gordo and Napentha. In Carmel we visited Monterey
and went to a monarch butterfly preserve.
Then we drove to nearby Salinas
and visited our old friends, Paul and Margaret Danielson and did wineries and
some hiking in the nearby Pinnacles.
Our final stop was San Francisco
where we visited first with niece Nicole Takesono Flowers and her husband Adam
Flowers and enjoyed being back in lovely San
Francisco where we ate well and also made a trip north
to visit the ocean sites and sample the local oysters. After visiting Nicole and Adam, we went
on to Belmont
(south of SF) and visited her older sister, Jennifer Takesono Yu and her
husband Shane, and their two little girls, Lina and Nora. Again, we used their home for some
delightful touring to such places as Half Moon Bay. Finally, we left three weeks of sunshine
and returned to our Catskills with all their ice and snow and are currently
looking forward to spring.
2010
Soque October 2010
Our
annual tournament, women beating men as usual, happened Oct. 23-24 at Blackhawk
on the Soque, where Candy Norton, Missy Schmidt, Alex Reeves and I were hosted
once again to a marvelous weekend by John and Abby Jackson, proprietors of
Blackhawk. The water was low and
clear and the fish were spooky, but we managed to scare up a few, including one
lovely brown I took on a size 20 parachute adams, all in the photos. We also enjoyed a lively evening of
southern rock courtesy of Abby’s friends in the band. See photos at Soque October 2010.
Montana, Idaho and Wyoming
In
late August I headed west to meet up with fishing buddy, Sonja Nisson, and her
good friend and partner, Julie Rogers.
After our reunion in West Yellowstone,
we drove in their fifth wheel and my RV, Happy Trails, to the Dillon area. There, Sonja and I fished the
Beaverhead, Big Hole, Madison and Jefferson Rivers. Our fishing was mixed, with some great
days on the Big Hole, some mixed on the Beaverhead too many other anglers) and
some days we could have missed on the Madison
(three thunderstorms, hail, fish with lockjaw) and the Jefferson
(flooded out and zero fish showing).
Click on Beaverhead and Big
Hole Area.
From
there, we returned to West Yellowstone and
spent several days fishing in the park.
Again, too many anglers had flooded the area for good September
fishing. Nevertheless, we managed
some decent fishing, especially our day when we hiked into Cache Creek and
fished the confluence with the Lamar, and saw no other anglers and had lots of
good cutthroat trout and our day on the Firehole when we fished its confluence
with the Gibbon (to make up the Madison), and of course my lovely evening with
Bob Jacklin on the Madison at its confluence with Hebgen Lake. In between, I celebrated my 70th
birthday when we dined at Chico Hot Springs, drank with owner Mike Art and ate
fine chocolate cake! Click on Yellowstone.
Next,
we drove to Libby MT
and fished several days on the Kootenai
River, below Libby
Dam. This is an unknown river and
holds lots of wild fish, not huge but most enjoyable to catch, and harbors very
few competitive anglers. What a
lovely river! Click on Kootenai.
After
that, we drove several hours southwest and entered Idaho’s
Clearwater system and went to the remote “Kelly Creek”
where we camped for two days and caught lots and lots of huge cutthroats. We visited the remote tributary, Cayuse
Creek and also hiked the upper section of Kelly, but most of our action was
within view of the gravel road along the stream. Click on Kelly
Creek.
Following
that, Sonja and I spent a great day with John Wilcox, guide, on the Clark Fork
upstream from Superior MT.
John is a fabulous guide and we had lots and lots of very large trout on
a beautiful river with no other anglers in view all day long. What a terrific day! Click on Clark
Fork.
Sonja
then departed for home and her obligations while I drove on to visit friend
Harley Reno in Rigby ID and then on to Thermopolis WY for four days of fishing
on the upper Bighorn (just downstream from where it changes its name from Wind
to Bighorn River, at the wedding of the waters). John Schwalbe of Wyoming Adventures and
his guide, John Fish (yes!!) hosted me for some great fishing and large fish on
this lovely stream where few anglers venture. I repeated my great time from 2006 with
them on this river to which I hope to return often. Biggest fish was 22 ½ inches,
measured. Lots of fish 18-21
inches. Click on Upper Bighorn.
Turkey via Paris
Late
July through mid August I traveled to Paris where
I spent a few days with our son, Paul (click on Paris),
and then he and I went on to Turkey
for two weeks of touring. Sheila
opted to stay in the Catskills and enjoy the summer there rather than brave the
wilds of Turkey. In Turkey,
first, we spent the night at the apartment of old friends of Paul’s in Istanbul (click on Istanbul). Next day we rented a car, took the ferry
across the Sea of Marmora and then drove south along the coast until we
reached the purported ruins of ancient Troy
(click on Troy). This was a most inspiring display of an
ancient city that I had read about in the original Greek in the Iliad and the Odyssey
and I was deeply moved by the encounter with so many ancient visions.
From
there we drove to the tiny Aegean town of Assos
and stayed at a most lovely boutique hotel and wished we had stayed there more
days. We enjoyed swimming in the
clear water of the sea and rambling through the port town. Click on Assos.
We
next drove to Kusadasi, south of Izmir (ancient Smyrna) and also on the Aegean, and also near the ruins of
ancient Ephesus. After a night in a superb but quite modern
hotel, we traveled to Ephesus and also to the
ancient Basilica founded by St. John and also
visited the ancient home of the Virgin Mary, whom St. John brought to the area following the
crucifixion of Jesus for her to live out her life on a mountain top. Although I am not religious, these were
all most moving encounters, especially the visit to Mary’s home. Click on
Ephesus.
Cesme,
on the peninsula west of Izmir,
was our next target area. We spent
our first night in a town near Cesme, called Alacati. Here we visited the two beaches in the
area, one in Cesme and the other in Alacati, and enjoyed the cuisine of
Alacati. Next day we took a tour
boat ride out among the islands and stopped for swimming in the Aegean several times. We spent our second night in the heart of
Cesme at the Caravansary Hotel, where we dined on great Turkish cuisine on the
roof top. Click on Cesme.
We
then headed back to Istanbul via Bursa, ancient Ottoman
capital, where we stayed at the luxurious Caravansary Hotel. We visited the Turkish Bath, called a
“Hamam,” and enjoyed the waters plus a massage (no photos!).
We
spent two nights in Istanbul, staying at another apartment to which Paul has
access, and celebrated Paul’s birthday with a dozen of his friends on the
first night and then attended a wedding on the following evening, where we
dined on a plaza near an abandoned palace next to the Bosporus and viewed one
of the bridges across the water and looked over at the Asian side of
Turkey. Click on Istanbul 2.
Next
we flew to Dalaman, in the south, rented a car and drove to Kas, Paul’s
favorite place in Turkey. Again we enjoyed the hotel pool and also
the beach and dined at an excellent restaurant in the evening, The Blue
House. The next day, Paul and I
took our second boat trip, out of Kas, traveling east to Kekova, where we
viewed an ancient city. We also
swam numerous times en route. We
agreed that this was the best day of our trip. Click on Kas.
After
our boat trip, we drove to Kalkan and to the home of old friends of
Paul’s. We stayed with them
two nights and enjoyed their hospitality as they welcomed us to their fabulous
home. Paul and I drove first to Turkey’s most beautiful beach, Kapitas,
where we had a good swim and then on to Myra,
near Kale, the following day, so as to visit the ancient church of St. Nicholas. Yes, we went to the home of Santa
Claus!!! We also visited a display
of ancient Lycean sarcophagi, dating from around 1200 B.C. In the evening, our hosts treated us to
a mountaintop dinner, again superb Turkish cuisine. Click on Kalkan.
Next
day, we visited several beaches, Patera the first, and Saclikent Gorge, where
cold water rises out of the limestone underbelly of this part of Turkey to form
a rushing stream to the sea. That
evening we stayed at the Dalyan Resort Hotel in Dalyan, not far from the Dalaman Airport. Click on Dalyan.
We
flew back to Istanbul
and had another party with friends, eating and imbibing late into the
night. Click on Istanbul 3.
The
following day we returned to Paris
where I spent two days before heading back home. In Paris
we finished our travels in grand fashion first at a party thrown by
Paul’s friend Everett Hutt, and then with other friends of Paul’s
at La Petite Cour. Click on Paris 2.
New England & Nova
Scotia
Late
June and early July, Sheila and I drove in our RV, Happy Trails, through New
England and Maine and on to Nova Scotia, visiting friends and doing some
fishing. To see the photos, click
on New England & Nova
Scotia 2010. First,
we visited our friends the Van Geels in Amherst Mass and toured the campuses of
Amherst College and UMass and also viewed the
home and gravestone of Emily Dickinson.
Then, we joined Matt Dormer
for some fishing in Boston
harbor and dined at the Barking Crab with Matt and his wife Carlotta and son
Brad. While in Boston
we also visited the JFK Library and searched out homes belonging to our
grandparents, in Melrose and Dorchester. We next visited with old friends, Seth
and Connie Kellogg, in Southwick MA and Seth and I toured our old haunts in the
woods behind his house. From there
we went to East Otis for two nights with Walt and Eleanor Rodgers at their
cottage on an island in Big Pond.
We next went to Skowhegan ME and visited our friends, Carroll and Lila
Ware and I fished a day with Carroll for small mouth bass on the Kennebec River. From there we went to Owl’s Head,
near Rockland ME and had two delightful evenings with
Norman and Susan Thomas. We also
visited Fireside Pottery in Warren ME and the Farnsworth
Museum in Rockland and also the Olson House, where
lived Christina Olson of Andrew Wyeth painting fame. Next we went to Chester
NS, east of Halifax, and spent a night with Stephen and
Gillian Booth and also visited classmate Bink Wurtz and his wife Patty. Stephen joined us as we next went to Cape Breton
and fished two days on the Margaree for salmon, with low and warm water and
lock-jawed fish. From there Stephen
went back to Chester
while Sheila and I ate lobster meals and toured the Alexander Graham Bell
museum and then went on to tour the Cabot Trail. As we came down the west coast of Cape
Breton, we found the Glenora Distillery, source of Canada’s only single
malt whiskey (good, too!). From
there, we went home to the Catskills, stopping at Christie’s Campground in
Newport ME.
Algonquin
In
the middle of June, Dave Rodgers and I enjoyed a 5 day canoe trip into Ontario’s Algonquin Provincial
Park in search of brook
trout. We quickly learned that we should
have gone in during May instead and that the low and warm water spelled no
brook trout, well, almost none. I
got none while Dave got four little ones on his spinning rod. Nonetheless, we had a grand time
canoeing, portaging (ugh!) and moose watching. We also saw lots of other wild life such
as beavers, muskrats, blue herons, sand hill cranes, red winged black birds and
the wonderful white throated sparrow with its most beautiful song “Oh
Canada Canada Canada.” See
our photos at Algonquin.
Restigouche 2010
The
second week of June I was most fortunate to fish the Restigouche as a guest of
the Restigouche River Lodge, which owns 3 miles of river immediately upstream
of the junction with the Matapedia.
The lodge is extremely well run, has great food and most pleasant
staff. Learn more at http://www.restigouchelodge.com/. I fished this very early week each day,
using mostly my 14’ spey rod, and enjoying casting. That is pretty much all I did, casting
casting. I really did enjoy it and
actually had no expectation of hooking a salmon. We saw a few when the sun was out but
they glared back at us sullenly and with no interest in the fly. We decided they had
“lock-jaw.”
So,
I had little expectation when I began my final session, on Saturday night, June
12, using a different, much smaller fly, a size 12 with a double hook, given to
me by Doc Foster, my fellow angler, who had just gently removed a hook from my
finger. So, I persevered with
Doc’s fly through the session, despite misgivings. The end was drawing near, the final bell
at 8 o’clock. I joked with my
ever-faithful guide, Auley Croswell, that we were going to have a perfect
record for the week, no fish following, nosing, rolling or, God forbid!,
taking. A perfect game!
Wow! What a surprise when, at 2 minutes
before 8:00, my line came taught and I had a fish on. “Auley, is that a trout?” Auley said no, that was a salmon. And soon it became very evident that indeed
it was a salmon and a large one.
So, I played her, most gently, because I knew I had a small fly on and
it might come out. I backed off the
drag and used my palm to control the reel and lessen pressure on the fish. Soon she started to give up and come
in. The water was unseasonably warm
and no doubt she tired sooner than she would have otherwise. She came to Auley’s net and then
we pinned her down and worked hard to pry out the hook which was firmly
embedded in the left side of her mouth, right in the corner. We estimated her at 22 pounds, a fine
healthy female. We then revived her
and watched her swim back to the depths of the pool, Lower Ledges. What a treat! And after such a dry spell all week
long. Click on Restigouche
2010.
May 2 2010 Hike
My
hiking buddies, Virginia Sanborn, Justine Sutherland and Deanna Felicetta, and I
enjoyed a hike looping around Mud and Trout Ponds in the Catkskills, picking
ramps (leeks) and making puns on a super day in May. Click on May
2 2010 Hike. Again,
on May 15, Justine and Virginia and I did a hike, this time to Frick and Hodge
Ponds in the Beech Mountain Reserve, near Mongaup Pond. Click on May 15 2010 Hike.
Beaverkill Fishing
Alex
Reeves and I enjoyed some pleasant time by the Beaverkill, watching caddis and
looking for fish while we sipped a marvelous zinfandel. Later, Ted Rogowski graciously hosted me
on the upper Beaverkill on a lovely June afternoon. Click on Catskill Fishing 2010.
Soque April 2010
Walt Rodgers and I drove to the Soque in
northeast Georgia
for two days of marvelous trout fishing.
We each landed numerous rainbows and browns of between two and six
pounds. I lucked into a big brown
that came in at 28 inches and 8 pounds.
Most of my flies were on a big, ugly dry fly, the Chernobyl ant. Click on Soque
April 2010.
Delaware River
In
early April I joined guide Adrian LaSorte for a float on the Delaware
River fishing for its famous trout. We had a wonderful day, landing 11
rainbows and browns all in the 12-13 inch class, during a flurry of Quill
Gordons and Blue Quills, early season mayflies. Click on Delaware
2010.
Recent Photos
Here
are a few photos from our Christmas in 2009, snowshoeing and hiking in our
Catskills, and our annual “Two-Headed Trout” dinner celebrating the
opening of trout season. Click
on Christmas
09, Beamoc 2010 & Skiing.
Road Trip 2010
Mid-February
Sheila and I set out on what turned out to be a seven-week road trip, taking us
to Florida, Texas, New Mexico and Arizona, and then back home via
Colorado. We had a splendid time,
visiting friends and relatives and touring some parts of the country new to
us.
Heading South
First
in our travels we met and dined with our friends, Carol and Phil Gold, when we
reached Staunton VA (birthplace of Woodrow Wilson). Grand to see them and catch up with them
and their families! We were unable
to visit them at their home in Charlottesville
due to a two-foot plus snow fall that had their street and driveway clogged.
Then
on to Winston-Salem, North Carolina and a visit with college classmate Linwood
Davis and his wife Martha. What a
warm and happy family and what a lovely time with them. We also greatly enjoyed our reunion with
my third cousin, Margaret Kolb, a grand dame of the Moravian Church
music tradition. While in W-S, we
were able to tour much of the old Moravian settlements, first laid out by my
ancestors in the mid 1700s as Old Salem.
We learned that Linwood had ancestors in the area about the same
time. Our visit included the
Moravian museums, where we plan to place old family portraits on permanent
loan.
Atlanta was our next stop and a
visit with our friend, Helen Cleveland, a former business associate of mine who
is now engaged in the active practice of employee benefit law. Helen was warmly hospitable, as always,
to us. Click on Winston
Salem & Atlanta 2010.
Florida
From
Atlanta we headed to Florida, hoping for warm weather, but not
finding much. We made four stops in
this state.
First,
we visited my college classmate, Joe Caltigirone and his wife, Kathy, in Sarasota and caught up
with them and also took the occasion to present Joe, our class agent, with a
check for Annual Giving!
Then,
off to St. Pete and a dinner with friends Al and Barbara Ward and Greg and
Kathy Matthews at a trendy restaurant in the downtown area. Next day, Al and I toured Tampa Bay
looking for hungry red fish, but saw only a few and they spurned our fly
lures. Florida was cold and the fish were having
none of it. I was to find out this
was my almost universal experience in Florida.
We
drove from St. Pete to Palm Beach
Gardens where we were
hosted by friends Steve and Lydia Moss.
We spent a day visiting Palm
Beach and seeing the sights and I spent another day
with Steve and a guide seeking fish with our fly rods, each of us to be
rewarded with a grand total of one jack crevalle (my only fish of the trip)!
From
PBG we went south to the Keys and there visited our friends Joan Wulff and Ted
Rogowski, did a drive to Key West for a day and
I fished with Ted and guide friend Adrian LaSorte for bonefish near Key Largo.
Again, the fish said no thanks to our proffered flies and were looking
for some place to get warm. We
learned from our friends that Florida
suffered a massive fish kill from the cold this year, losing perhaps a third of
all its game fish. This was a
tragic development!
Miami beckoned us next and we
enjoyed the hospitality of our friends, Ted and Carol Baldyga. Carol is a docent at the Fairchild
gardens in Coral Gables
and gave us a marvelous private tour of this fabulous site. Don’t miss it next time you are in
Miami! Following that, we feasted on stone crabs
until we could eat no more. Thank
you, Carol and Ted!
Click
on Florida.
Heading West
We
next drove north and then west to arrive at Mobile
and met old friend Judy McMillin for dinner at a good seafood restaurant,
Oysterella, on a causeway on Mobile
Bay. What a treat to see Judy again!
From
Mobile we spent a long day driving west to Austin and a visit with
cousin Jack Shultz and his wife Virginia and lunching with their son and
daughter in law, Richard and Marcia Shultz and their family. We also visited friends Debbie and Eric
Ebner and their son Augustus.
Debbie brought us to the Wildflower
Center and showed us that
pleasant site. Again in Austin we were greeted
with much warmth and hospitality.
Thank you all!
We
left Austin in our RV “Happy Trails”
and headed a short way west for visits to LBJ
Ranch National
Monument and to the wonderful town of Fredericksburg, home of Admiral Nimitz and
site of the recently opened Museum of the War in the Pacific. The town is rife with B&B’s
and neat restaurants. We recommend
it for anyone visiting the area.
Then
we began an interminable drive across west Texas,
until after several days we finally reached Tucson and the home of Sheila’s niece,
Carol Cropanzano and her husband, Russell.
There we spent two days catching up with them and their family. Thank
you Carol and Russell for your hospitality. Click on Austin
& LBJ Ranch.
Touring Arizona
We
drove to Globe AZ, ite of the famous Sleeping Beauty
turquoise mine. Sheila is a great
fan of that gemstone and so we did all the sights we could in this area.
Sedona
AZ, southwest of Flagstaff,
is in my view one of the loveliest places I have ever been. So we headed there and spent two days
admiring the stark cliffs and mesas and also visiting several local wineries. There are many hiking trails that I
would like to sample and I plan to return to this area again.
We
then headed north to the Grand Canyon and
spent an all too short time visiting some of the viewpoints. The canyon is everything you would
expect and more. I would love to
hike down into it sometime. Most
impressive! It was not on
Sheila’s list and so we quickly headed off from there and back to Flagstaff for the night.
Next
day, as we drove east along Route 40 toward New Mexico,
we visited the Meteor Crater, the Petrified Forest and the Painted
Desert. We spent that
evening in Galllup NM and dined at the El Rancho Hotel, where
many movie stars have stayed in the past while making films in the area. Neat old place!
While
driving this area, we managed to pick up a lot of CDs with old cowboy singers
crooning their songs. Think Roy
Rogers, Gene Autry, Marty Robbins, Rex Allen, and even Johnny Cash. Equal treatment for native
Americans: We acquired several CDs
with Indian drum and flute music.
Click on Arizona.
Touring New Mexico
In New Mexico, we visited Albuquerque
and then set up headquarters in an RV campground in Santa Fe. From there we returned to Albuquerque for a tour of a jewelry factory where they
specialize in turquoise and then drove the “Turquoise Trail”,
leading from a point just east of Albuquerque
north to Santa Fe
through picturesque mountains and desert and quirky small towns. Highlight of this was a visit to the
Henderson Store in Golden.
In Santa Fe, we enjoyed
visiting the plaza, seeing the outdoor vendors and also spent several hours at
a Bead Festival going on at two of the hotels.
As
we left Santa Fe toward Los
Alamos and a visit with our friend Evelyn Petschek and her mother,
Marilyn, Happy Trails gave signs of a fuel line problem. So we returned to Santa Fe and left Happy Trails with the local
Chrysler Dealer. As it turned out,
we needed a new fuel filter and fuel pump for the Mercedes Benz diesel engine
and were not able to get this done until five days later. But we were very fortunate: The Petscheks warmly welcomed us and
hosted us for this entire time.
With Evelyn, we visited the museums in Los Alamos and also went to
nearby Bandelier National Park where there are many fine
examples of ancient pueblo dwellings.
Click on New Mexico.
Colorado
With
Happy back out of the “hospital,” we set off for Denver,
driving carefully over the fearsome Raton
Pass, which was still
covered with hard packed snow. That
evening we were hosted by our friends in Aurora, David and Jubie Ahn and I was
able to enjoy some terrific home-cooked Chinese food prepared by Taiwan-born
Jubie. Thank you for your
hospitality, David and Jubie!
Next
day we moved to Arvada,
30 miles away, and visited Sheila’s sister, Sue Bormann and her husband
Dan. As always, they were most
welcoming and it was great to see them again. Thanks, Sue and Dan.
Heading Home
We
then drove several days back east toward home. We stopped in Oakley
KS to visit the Buffalo Bill memorial and in Abilene we visited the
Eisenhower Library, boyhood home and other memorials to Ike. Then on across Missouri,
Illinois, Indiana
and finally to Loveland OH,
near Cincinnati. There we visited Bruce and Angie
Settell, friends from our time in Washington.
At
their recommendation, next day we spent some time in Dayton where we visited the US Air Force
museum and also the former home of Sheila’s grandfather.
The
following day, March 31, we completed our trip by arriving home in Livingston
Manor after 47 days on the road during which we drive 8512 miles! Great trip!
Click
on Denver
& Drive Home.
2009
Chesapeake
From
there, a drive to Port Haywood VA (on the western shore of the Chesapeake) and
a stay at the home of fishing buddy, Alex Reeves, and fishing day one with Alex
on Garden Creek, and then days two and three joining guide Chris Newsome along
with fishing buddy Walt Rodgers for
good fishing on the Chesapeake. See
photos at Chesapeake 2009.
Soque Tournament
Late
October saw a trip, again in Happy Trails, back to Clarkesville GA
and Blackhawk on the Soque and our annual tournament, Soque Sisters v. Foggy
Bottom Boys, featuring Candy, Missy, Rachel and Dan for the Soque Sisters
against Alex Reeves, Allen Malamy, George Beatty and Terry Shultz on behalf of
the Foggy Bottom Boys. We enjoyed the Hoyles again and had a fun Halloween
Party, complete with political masks.
Check it out at Soque Tournment 2009.
Catskill Fly Fishing Center & Museum
Hall of Fame
The
Catskill Fly Fishing Center & Museum held its annual ceremony for induction
of new members into the Fly Fishing Hall of Fame on Saturday, Oct. 17. This year’s inductees were two
deceased anglers, the historically important Frederick Halford and G.E.M.
Skues, British pioneers of the dry fly and the nymph, respectively, and four
anglers who have made significant contributions to the sport, Dan Blanton (west
coast pioneer fly inventor), Bob Clouser (Pennsylvanian inventor of the Clouser
minnow fly), Gardner Grant (conservation organization leader for four decades)
and Roman Moser (Austrian angler who has invented many kinds of flies and
angling equipment). See our photos
at CFFC&M Hall of Fame 2009.
Roman Moser Fly Fishing
Following
the Hall of Fame events, Roman Moser and Connie Kirchweger and I drove to Williamsport PA to visit
Burr and Donna Boston and Dave and Sue Rothrock and to fish several of the
famous Pennsylvania
limestone creeks, abundant in healthy wild trout. We fished Antes Creek, Penn’s
Creek and Spring Creek, with some fish caught by each of us. Enjoy our photos by clicking on Roman Moser.
Australia
From
Hawaii, I flew to Cairns
in Queensland, Australia. There I toured the tablelands, visited
Lake Barrine and viewed a python sunning himself and also a red-bellied black
snake (poisonous) doing the same, all from the safe distance of a touring
boat. I also visited the
“Curtain Fig Tree” and several water falls and the lovely Wooroonooran National Park. Next day I went hot air ballooning in
the early morning. See photos Australia 2009 Cairns.
From
Cairns I flew north to Bamaga on the northern
tip of Cape York. There I joined the mother ship, Tropic Paradise,
for two weeks of fishing, separated by a four day break staying at a campground
in the seaport of Seisia. Over
these two weeks I managed to land 23 species and also hook, but not land, a
permit. I list these species as
follows: mac tuna (similar to the false albacore found on the east coast of
North America), long tail tuna, gray mackerel, queenfish, fingermark, golden
trevally, barramundi, sweetlips brassy (spangled emperor), rosey jobfish,
wrasse, tarpon, grinner (lizard fish), watson’s leaping bonita, spotted
mackerel, mangrove jack, great trevally, Spanish mackerel, Saratoga, archer
fish, barracuda, bream, honeycomb cod, Spanish flag. Plus, permit that I did
not land, for total of 24. During
both weeks we were fortunate to have some great help from some superb guides,
including the incredibly good fly fishing guide, Al Simson, the most helpful
Shane Hockey, and the ebullient Tom Brechna. We were hosted by a wonderful lady,
Naomi Chan, ever helpful and enthusiastic about making sure our stay was
comfortable and our fishing successful.
Both weeks we had great food from our two cooks, the second week from
Annie Weinzirel, a great lady. During the four days between our sailings, I
spent one day fishing the upper Jardine
River with Al and Shane, great fishing
and great time, and also a day traveling to Thursday
Island in the Torres Straits, a fascinating visit to that little
known area. See photos Australia 2009 Cape York.
Next
I flew from Cairns to Ayers Rock and spent four
days touring the area, first visiting Uluru and the Olgas and then traveling to
Lost Canyon and hiking the rim with an
excellent guide. From there I flew
to Perth and then to Northwest
Cape and the town of Exmouth.
See photos Australia 2009
Ayers Rock & Lost Canyon.
At
Northwest Cape, I fished 4 ½ days with
Brett Wolf of True Blue Bonefish.
He is an excellent and knowledgeable fly fishing guide who can take an
angler to catch bonefish and permit.
We had a fair amount of wind and so I missed 2 ½ days that I
would have fished. I tried hard to
get a permit, but they were not eating.
Several bonefish and some snappers (spangled emperors) were my much
appreciated consolation prizes. See
photos Australia 2009 Northwest
Cape.
Hawaii
In
August, I traveled to Hawaii
and spent ten days as the guest of my sister, Betsy Takesono, and her husband,
Dr. Gerald Takesono, and my brother, Ned Shultz and his wife, Kamaile. I enjoyed the hospitality of both homes,
and the visiting with my nephews, Keoni and Koa, and their wives, Pohai and
Sharyl, and also the time with Kamaile’s brother and sister in law, Jonny
and Paula Wong. Enjoy the photos
from this lovely time by clicking on Hawaii 2009.
Rods
What
kind of fly fishing rods do I use?
Since 2003 I have been using David Ahn’s ADG Titanium fly
rods. I have one of each rod David
makes, from 3 weight up to 12 weight.
I have two 5 weight rods for trout and other smaller game fish and for
salt water and salmon I use my 8/9 and my 9/10 rods extensively. I really like them and swear by
them. They are good for distance,
accuracy and sensitivity. No, I
don’t have any financial interest in the rods, I just like them. If you want to check them out, look at
Dave’s web site. http://www.adgfish.com/
Labrador 2009
After
a brief return home to visit with Sheila, I again set off, this time to
Labrador for my annual salmon fishing trip, leaving Livingston Manor on
Saturday, July 18 and arriving in Goose
Bay at the home of our
good friends, Fred and Betty Goudie, on Monday, July 20. 7 other anglers flew in over the next
two days and we then flew by charter on Wednesday afternoon into Wulff Lake
Camp for a week of salmon fishing.
We found the outgoing group having had a good number of fish for the
camp and we were enthusiastic of our chances. We did not do as well, owing to few fish
in the river, bright sunlight each day and an east wind blowing most of the
time. Oh well! I personally had some great luck and was
able to land a nice number of fish, some of them large salmon. Enjoy photos at Sandhill 2009.
White Mountains 2009
From
Labrador, I drove in two and one half days to the White
Mountains, where I met a band of happy hikers led by good fishing
and hiking buddy, Bernie Dormer. We
hiked on day 1 to Carter Notch Hut, along with two young mothers carrying their
babes in arms. Next day, back down
to Route 16 and transfer to Appalachia, the
parking lot on Route 2, for our hike up to Madison Hut. Day 3 we hiked from Madison Hut to the
summit of Mt. Washington
and then down the other side to Lake of the
Clouds Hut. Day 4 saw most of the
group hike out to Pinkham via the Tuckerman Ravine Trail, while I joined two
other hikers on a return to the summit where we all drove down the mountain and
back to Pinkham. Enjoy photos at White Mountains 2009.
Camping on Saranac Lake
After
climbing Mt. Washington
and doing other fine hikes in the White Mountains
(Aug. 1-4) with Bernie Dormer, Brook Taylor, Matt and Carlotta Dormer and a
host of other good hiking buddies, I drove my RV, Happy Trails, to the Adirondacks and joined Tom Wheeler, Kevin Kunkle, Michael Steppe and several boy scouts
for two nights on Green Island in Saranac Lake. Enjoy photos at Adirondacks 2009
Catskills in Springtime
We
enjoyed much fishing with friends during this past spring. First, we took Lou Kravitz to the upper
Willowemoc, where he caught lovely wild brook trout. Willowemoc 2009. Next, we enjoyed a great if frustrating
day on the DeBruce Club water on the Willowemoc. DeBruce Club 2009. Then, fishing friend, Don O’Mara,
and I motored to East Hampton to spend a day
(second day blown out) sight fishing for stripers. Too bad no one told the fish to show up,
but good time anyway. Striper Sight Fishing 2009
Holston
River TN
Mid
June I headed south in Happy Trails, our RV, and first fished with Chris
Elalasingham on the Holston River in Tennessee. Holston
River TN
Big Pine Key Tarpon Fishing
From
Chris’ wonderful mountain top NC home, I headed to the Keys and met five
friends. We fished for four days
(June 19-22), with little results, due primarily to a northwest wind that put
the fish down. I was fortunate to
get one fish just before the wind came in, a 110 pound tarpon. Big
Pine Key 2009
Denver
From
the Keys I drove to Denver
to visit my friend, David Ahn, and his family. David is the maker of the wonderful titanium
rods that I use all the time. David
and his most lovely wife, Jubee, and their two sons, Bruce and Elvis, treated
me to a royal time, and nonstop talk of titanium fishing rods. I also enjoyed a visit to brother and
sister in law, Dan and Sue Borrman.
Denver 2009
Nelson’s and DePuy Spring Creek
From
Denver, I drove to Livingston MT
and met two friends, Gordon Dana and Dan Vermillion, to fish with them first on
Nelson’s (June 29) and then on Depuy (June 30) spring creeks. Lovely time! Great friends! Nelson’s Spring Creek 2009 and DePuy Spring Creek
South Fork Flathead
Next,
I was off to Montana to meet five more fishing buddies for a combination two
day horse back ride and five day raft float (July 4-10) to fish the South Fork
of the Flathead River in the Bob Marshall Wilderness, the most remote river in
the southern 48 states. What a
time! Fish galore, all cutthroat
trout, up to 17 inches. South Fork Flathead 2009
Nous Amis de France Visit Catskills
Ten
of our good angling friends from France visited the Catskills during
the last week of May. Several of
us, Don O’Mara, Mike Canazon,
Jamie Bendelius and Charlie Thacher joining me, hosted our friends and shared
our water with them for four rain-soaked days. A few fish were caught, and many lovely
waters were visited. View by
clicking on French Catskill
Outing.
Hiking in the Catskills
Virginia Sanborn, Justine Sutherland and I enjoyed some good hiking in
the early spring in our lovely mountains in the Catskills. Here enjoy our photos, some of them
quite goofy, others nice scenery shots, as we hike the Millbrook Ridge and
elsewhere in our out of doors.
Click on Hiking by Terry and Hiking by Virginia.
Stocking Fish
Other
local anglers and I have several times enjoyed helping the NY State Department
of Environmental Conservation stock brown trout in the Beaverkill and Delaware’s East
Branch and share our photos of that experience. Click on Stocking.
Soque Spring 2009
Once
again I ventured south to the Soque River in northeast Georgia to fish the famed Blackhawk
run, where the trout grow to enormous size and give the angler lots of good
fun. Thanks again to Abby and John
Jackson, proprietors of Blackhawk, and to John Rice, guide extraordinaire, for
a grand time. Click on Soque Spring 2009 and on Spey Outing 2009.
Club Outings 2009
Friends
from my NYC fishing club joined us for two successive weekends of fun in the
Catskills, the first to enjoy the company, fly tying skills and movie making
prowess of esteemed angler, Ted Rogowski, at the Catskill Fly Fishing Center
& Museum. The second weekend
saw a number of us taking lessons in spey casting from experts Andrew Moy and
Jody Plonski. Click on Outings 2009.
Soque 2008
Sheila
and I again ventured forth in our RV, Happy
Trails, in late October, driving 850 miles south to the northeast corner of
Georgia, near Clarkesville,
to fish at Blackhawk on the Soque
River. John and Abby Jackson own Blackhawk and
a little over a mile of this wonderful stream. They care for their fish with great
attention and the result is a stream that is chock full of very large trout,
both rainbows and browns. We were
there to fish in the annual “tournament” with a face off between
two teams, four women against four men.
For the Soque Sisters, the team consisted of Candy, Missy, Gay and
Libby. The Foggy Bottom Boys
included Alex Reeves, Jay Rusling, Allan Malamy and Terry Shultz. Sheila cheered from the sidelines. In the end, the ladies came out, as
usual, first, with 194 fish caught against 179 for the men. Alex and Jay are to be congratulated for
using only dry flies, but getting good numbers anyway. Included in our festivities was a fun
Halloween party on Friday night and then great blue grass music by the Hoyles
on Saturday evening. What a
hoot! See our photos at Soque 2008.
Baja
From
Idaho, I drove 2,000 miles south, via Las Vegas and San Diego and
then down the Baja California peninsula, to La Paz on the Sea
of Cortez. That was a difficult drive down the Baja
as the road was narrow, rarely with shoulders and with heavy trucks moving fast
in both directions. My heart in my
mouth, I made it the whole way.
There I met fishing buddy Sebastian O’Kelly who had flown in from
Washington DC and we fished for a week with guide Efren
Lucero from the beach at Punta Arenas, near Isla Cerralvo,
about 40 miles southeast of La Paz.
Seb and I caught 15 different species during the week, including the
much favored roosterfish and also yellow fin tuna and dorado (mahi-mahi). The scenery was stunningly beautiful and
the fishing was awesome, reminiscent of the great fishing I have had and will
have next year again in Australia. See photos by clicking on Baja.
From La Paz, I took the ferry across the Sea of Cortez
to Topolambopo, the port near Los Mochis, and
then drove north to Tucson
on much better and much shorter roads.
There I visited Carol Bormann Trapanzano, Sheila’s niece, at her
home and from there went on to Austin, Texas and visited with Debbie and Eric
Ebner and their 2 year old son, Augustus.
And then, of course, back to Livingston Manor. Great trip!
Moose Creek
August
11 to 15 I enjoyed four days of fishing Moose Creek, a tributary of the Selway,
in Idaho,
catching lovely cutthroat trout as well as many steelhead smolt. My friend, Sonja Nisson, from Rogue
River OR and I teamed up to enjoy the lovely pools of the North and East Forks
of this remarkable river. Enjoy our
photos by clicking on Moose Creek.
Sonja’s photos, all superb captures of our amazing fishing trip, may be
seen by clicking on Moose Creek by
Sonja.
White Mountains
August
1-4 I enjoyed romping through the White Mountains
with Bernie Dormer and 7 of his friends.
I covered over 22 miles and we stayed at Lonsome Lake Hut, Galehead Hut
and Zealand Falls Hut. See photos
by clicking on White Mountains.
July 2008 Flood
Nearby
Roscoe and the upper part of the Beaverkill
River experienced
flooding on July 23. On July 24,
Sheila and I toured the area affected and took some photos, see them at July 2008 Flood. Our assessment is that there was minimal
damage, easily correctible in a short time, and we hope that we are proved
correct in that.
July 2008
Ted
Rogowski and I drove in Happy Trails to the Miramichi
River in New Brunswick and did a canoe trip of 55
miles plus salmon fishing plus making a movie as a follow up to one Ted made in
the late 1950’s. For me this
trip was quite special as I caught my first salmon on this river in 1953. We left Livingston
Manor Tuesday, July 8 and arrived in Doaktown at noon on Wednesday, July
9. There the Atlantic Salmon
Museum welcomed us and
allowed us for four days to get electricity and water from their outlets, while
we canoed and fished the upper part of the river. We met at the museum with Dewey
Gillespie, who had organized the entire trip for us. Dewey’s father, Max, was a famous
guide on the river for many years and Dewey grew up in Blackville, before going
into law enforcement. He is now on
the force of the City of Miramichi
and lives in that city. We also
discovered that Dewey is a poet, short story author and composer of songs, all
of which are truly wonderful. With
Dewey, we drove upstream to Boiestown to visit with Vince Swazey, proprietor of
Tuckaway Cabins and a long time guide on the river. Vince would join us for the canoe trip
as a second guide. He also proved to
be a most entertaining fellow and wonderful companion for the trip. See my photos by clicking En Route.
Our
first leg, on July 10, was from Boiestown to
Doaktown, about 15 miles. Right after our launch, we fished the
Bullock Pool for a couple of hours without success. This pool is part of Vince’s
operation and there we met Dan Bullock, guide and manager of Tuckaway Cabins,
and his mother, Renate Bullock, a well known and long-time guide on the
river. We pushed down and fished
the Ledge Pool, also owned by Vince and then down to the Keith Pond Pool where
we fished hard and then lunched and moved on. In the afternoon, we came to the Miller
Creek Pool, also called the Nelson’s Hollow Pool, and there we fished
about an hour. I managed to hook
and land a 4 ½ pound grilse (one sea winter salmon), using a Shady Lady
size 6 on a riffle hitch. Suddenly,
some other anglers appeared, with guide, and informed us that they had rights
to this pool on that day and that Keith Pond, who had given us permission, had
his days mixed up. So we wished
them luck and pushed on downstream to the Museum Pool and landed there.
Next
day we canoed from Doaktown
to Upper Blackville.
Then, on Saturday, July 12, we started by driving upstream to
Flo’s Pool, where we had permission to video fishermen. That morning a pair of ultra-lights were
flying around the valley and we got some photos of them as well. Late in the
morning we returned to our canoeing and pushed off from Upper
Blackville to canoe down to Blackville. After dinner, Ted, Dewey and I returned
to Flo’s for more video. See
photos: Upper
Blackville to Blackville.
On
Sunday, July 13, in the morning, Ted and Dewey returned to Flo’s for more
video while I drove Happy to Vince’s where I fished the Bullock Pool
until noon. Then we all headed down to the Rodd Miramichi Hotel in Miramichi
for the annual banquet sponsored by the Miramichi Salmon Association. We met Dewey’s buddy, Bud Kitchen,
and had a lovely time with our new found friends. See Tuckaway Cabins. The following day we drove about 20
miles upstream from Boiestown to fish private water and there we managed to
encounter five fish. Ted got a
grilse late in the day. Vince got a
12 pound salmon in the morning and I lost one salmon and one grilse but was
able to land a magnificent 20 pound hen salmon which Ted captured on video and
Dewey on camera. See Upper River.
Tuesday,
July 15, was our last day on the river.
In the morning, we floated Blackville
to Quarryville.
After our float and lunch, we drove to Miramichi’s airport where a
local pilot took Ted and Vince for an upstream tour of the river so Ted could
get some airborne video. Meanwhile
Dewey and I dropped the truck and canoes at his home and he showed me his
treasures: Shadow boxes commemorating all the great fly tyers in New Brunswick. What a show! Then Dewey and I drove back upriver to
the Doctor’s Island Pool where I had a happy hour of fishing. Then we four all met up and said our
good byes to Dewey as we drove to Vince’s Tuckaway Cabins where we
plugged in Happy Trails and spent our last night in New Brunswick. We hightailed it all the way back to the
Catskills on Wednesday, July 16.
What
a wonderful trip! What great
friends are Dewey and Vince, and extraordinarily generous with their resources
to make our trip possible. We hope
to return!
June 2008
Early
June I returned to Florida to spend 4 days
fishing at Boca Grande (on the west coast, 2 hours south of Tampa) with buddy, Al Ward. We fished two days with each with two
great guides, Tommy Locke and Austin Lowder. During the first two days we jumped
about 6 tarpon, including one female that stuck with my fly for an hour and a
half and came in at 130 pounds, after towing our boat, yes actually towing the
boat!, almost a mile. Then with
Austin we jumped perhaps 20 tarpon over two days, 12 the second day, 9 the last
evening, when on the first cast,
after a storm had passed through, Al hooked his first tarpon on a fly and
brought her to boat after 1 hour 40 minutes, also weighing 130 pounds. We then went on to hook 4 or 5 tarpon
each, and watched them against a golden red sunset jump as many as 4 times
before throwing the fly. This was
one of the most memorable fishing experiences of my life, truly wonderful! See photos at Boca Grande 2008.
Next,
Sheila and I flew to France
for a fishing outing with friends from the New York
club plus others from similar clubs in England,
France and Germany. We arrived in Paris on Sunday, June 15 and stayed two
nights with son Paul in his apartment in Neiully-sur-Seine. Tuesday all the fishers had a banquet in
Paris and on Wednesday we adjourned to Meursault
in Burgundy
for a wine tasting and then a fabulous lunch near Beaune. Some went on to the Hospice de Beaune
but Sheila and I were too exhausted and repaired to the hotel in Ornans, half
an hour east of Besancon. A lovely
dinner at the hotel ensued. Next
day we all had a great brunch on some related property upstream on a lovely
local river and then fished away the afternoon and, after dinner at one of the
fishing locations, also fished the evening. Friday followed with more fishing and
with a Gala Dinner that night at the hotel, and son Paul joined us mid way
through the meal for the rest of the weekend. Saturday brought us more fishing and
another dinner, and again on Sunday we fished the morning and then had a
wonderful repast at a local auberge for the afternoon, followed by evening
fishing, and then we took Paul to Besancon for
his train ride back to Paris. See photos at Fishing the Jura.
The
following day, Monday, June 23, Sheila and I drove south to Cassis, a small
tourist town east of Marsielles on the Mediterranean. We spent two days there beaching and
touring the magnificent fjords along the coast, called Les Calanques. See photos at Cassis. From
Cassis, we drove back north, first to a lovely hilltop town called Castelnau de
Montmiral, with a great hotel and restaurant, Hotel des Consuls. See photos at Castelnau-Montmiral. Finally, we drove on to the Loire Valley,
to a little town called Fontevraud-L’Abbaye, some miles west of Tours. There resides the Royale Abbey founded
in 1206 and nourished by Henry II and his wife, Eleanor of Acquitaine and each
of them are buried in the church there along with other ancient royals,
including Richard the Lion-Heart.
We enjoyed the wine and the food at the Hotel de la Croix Blanche,
before returning to Paris
for two nights with Paul again. See
photos at Fontevraud-LAbbaye.
May 2008
Early
May I joined buddy Luther Birdzell for 3 days of tarpon fishing with Bruce
Chard, superb guide, at Big Pine Key, about 25 miles east of Key West. We had excellent fishing, with many
tarpon sighted, about 12 jumped over the three days, and one 90 pound fish
brought to the boat by Luther after a 45 minute slugfest. See our photos at Big Pine Key
2008. Next,
Dick Despommier and I returned to the Andros Island Bonefish Club and fished
with Danny, Chris and Rupert for 5 days of medium good action but lots of fun
and fellowship. See photos at Andros 2008. Finally, friends from my NYC fishing
club assembled in the Catskills for our annual outing. Sheila and I were pleased to host fishing buddies, Alex Reeves and
George Beatty, at out home in Livingston Manor. See photos at Anglers’
Outing 2008.
February 2008
Sheila
and I traveled 9,000 miles to the fantastic, lovely, unbelievably wonderful
island nation of New Zealand
and spent the entire month in that fair clime. With Sheila’s ever patient nature,
I was able to get in 15 days of fishing for NZ/s fabulous over-sized rainbow
and brown trout. What a trip! We are now recovering and enjoying the
memories. We have, of course, many
photos. You can access them by
clicking the various highlights in the text below. If you want to “cut to the
chase” and see the big fish “porn,” then click Big
Fish. These represent an 8 pound
brown male caught on the Rangitata, a 5 ¾ pound rainbow, also caught on
the Rangitata, a 5 ½ pound rainbow caught on a trib of the Rangitata,
and a 5 ½ pound rainbow cautht on the Ripia, a tributary of the Mohaka,
fished out of Napier. I also lucked
into two 4 ½ pound rainbows on the Rangitikei. Enjoy!
We
started on Feb. 2 by going to JFK and discovering, to our everlasting joy, a
“Bombay Sapphire Bar” and you can see where we each enjoyed one of
our traditional Sapphire Martinis, before departing for LA and then on to NZ. Click Sapphire
Bar.
We
landed in Auckland (North
Island) on Feb. 4, having lost the entire day of Feb. 3, and
immediately flew to Napier (also North Island), an hour to the southeast. There we stayed at Cardoness Lodge, with
owners Sarah and Neil Smith, lovely transplanted Brits enjoying retirement in
the wine country and in the midst of their own 22 acres of vineyards. From this delightful base, I fished for
two days with John Farrell while Sheila slept and read and in the evenings we
dined at excellent local restaurants.
I managed some nice fish during this time. See our photos at Napier.
From
there we drove northwest to Taupo and then south to Taihape and on about 28
kilometers to Tarata Fishaway Lodge, owned and operated by the magnificent
Stephen and Trudi Mattock. There,
while Sheila enjoyed the scenery on the cliffs overlooking the Rangitikei
River, I fished first day on a 14 kilometer float of the river finishing up at
the lodge and second day helicoptering into a remote tributary of the river and
walking up 14 K’s, both trips with Stephen guiding, and catching 25-30
fish each day ranging 2 to 4 ½ pounds (two at that level). What a wonderful place and wonderful
hosts! I will never go to NZ
without going to
Tarata Fishaway for at least 3 days, maybe a week. This was probably the most enjoyable
fishing I had in New Zealand. Never huge fish, but always feisty and
lovely fish. See our photos at Rangitikei.
Next
we drove to Poronui Ranch, the posh “top of the line” lodge on the
Mohaka, southeast of Taupo about 40 K’s or so. There we renewed our friendship with the
great Eve Reilly, manager of the ranch, and friend from my trip 5 years
previously. I was lucky enough to
draw David Wood as my ever faithful guide over the next three days. He is a superb guide, knowledgeable,
considerate, helpful, and excellent at finding fish. We agreed that we were hunting the
“biggies” and so concentrated on rivers where we might find them. We had a few fish, nice ones, too, but
never got into the real big fish, mainly because the region had received little
rain, the rivers were low, the fish were spooky and when a fly floated near a
fish, the fish generally turned its nose up and swam away. (They did not read the right book!) Great time, few fish, but consistent
with plan. To see our pix, click Poronui.
After
Poronui, we drove to Taupo Airport and began our jouney to the South
Island. First, we flew
to Wellington’s airport and then changed
planes and flew to Christchurch. There we rented a car and drove to the
winter ski town of Methven,
which, given the summer season, was most inactive. We enjoyed staying at Beluga Lodge,
hosted by Di Harris, a really pleasant host. Fishing buddy, Jim Klein, on a business
trip and heading home, joined us for three days of fishing. Welcome, Jim! We fished with guide Allan Kircher and
he took us mainly to the upper Rangitata River, amidst many braids of a
formerly glacier river now running clear and filled with over-sized browns and
rainbows. This was a true trout
heaven, or maybe a true trout fisherman’s trout heaven. Note: Some of the Lord of the Rings scenes
were filmed here in this spectacularly scenic countryside. I managed my biggest fish here, first
with an 8 pound brown trout and next day with a 5 ¾ pound rainbow. How about that? If you want to see the photos, click on Rangitata. For even better photos, see Al
Kircher’s super efforts at Mesopotamia, the name
of the station (NZ term for sheep ranch) where we fished.
What
could top this? Well, we headed
south, went to see Mt. Cook,
highest point in NZ at 12K plus feet, stayed at Twizel, near Mt. Cook
and the Heartland Lodge, hosted by Jim and Mary Powell, and then headed on
south to Athol and Nokomai Station run by Anne and Brian Hore. Here, while Sheila ate bon bons and
lazed around in bed, I did the hard work and tramped the countryside with
fabulous guide, Nigel Black. We
fished first day on the Mataura where we managed around 8 or so fish to the
fly, 6 to the net, all browns. Next
day, we explored the Makaroa, with disappointing results and then went to the
Waiau and saved the day with maybe 4 nice fish. We finished our time on the Oreti, with
spooky uncooperative fish and abandoned that effort for the Mataura and saved
the day with three lovely browns.
Great fishing! See our
photos at Nokomai.
That
concluded most of the fishing. We
drove to Queenstown, probably the main tourist town in NZ, just north of Qtown,
and stayed at a good hotel, the Dairy, for two nights. We enjoyed good restaurants, drives to
nearby Glen Orchy and Arrowtown, a nice dinner with friends John and Mary
Randolph, fabulous scenery and some relaxation after our “tough fishing
schedule.” From Queenstown,
we headed to the west coast, first to Wanaka and then on over Haast Pass,
and on up the coast to Fox Glacier and Franz Josef, both well known glaciers
attracting a lot of tourists. For
photos of this period, click on Queenstown
and West Coast. We stayed two nights at Holly Homestead, hosted by
Gerard and Bernie Oudemans. Next
day, we drove to Whataroa and met our friends, Brooke and Carolyn Taylor. The ladies went off on the White Heron
tour and Brooke and I went to the Waitangi
Taon River,
in search of trout. Perfect day,
lovely river, and fish to be found.
We tackled one, spooked it, and then found another, made the perfect
cast, hooked the fish and did the race all over the river routine, and finally
landed the lovely rainbow and you can see it when you look at our photos of
this part of the trip at Waitangi. Next day we visited Murray Creek, on the
premises of Marc Zuckerman,
designer and maker of sundry lovely wood products sold in the area. Marc grew up in Peter Cooper
Village, our NYC home,
and so we enjoyed talking about old times.
We also enjoyed Brooke’s tour for us of the Kawhaka Lodge, hosted
by guide Tony and his wife, Marj Allen.
Great place to go, I am sure.
Our next stop was Punakaiki and Wave Watchers Cottage and a visit to the
“pancake rocks.” For
these, also see the photos.
Next,
we drove over the center of the island, through Murchison, and on toward
Nelson, but stopped short at Richmond
and turned left on Rte. 60 to go to Clifftops Retreat, operated by superb
folks, Bob and Anne Haswell. We
enjoyed two nights at our fabulous accommodations, despite a lovely continuing
hard downpour of rain. We managed
in spite of the rain to visit the Neudorf Dairy, makers of great sheeps’
milk cheese and Neudorf Vineyard, makers of some of the best of NZ’s
wines (Try the Pinot Noir! Better
than most!) Sheila loves gardens
and so we toured the Gardens of the World, in Richmond, a most impressive creation. You should go if you can! See our photos at Clifftops
Retreat.
We
then flew to Wellington,
the country’s capital city, and spent two nights at the James Cook
Hotel. There we had a fantastic
lunch at Shed 5 on the water front and then went to the great cultural and
physical history museum Te Pape for several hours. From there, after a long month, we
headed back to the USA. See Wellington.
We
landed in LA after an easy trip and then went to the home of our friends, Lou
and Kathy Kravitz, in Encino. We
decompressed for the rest of the “second” March 3, and next day Lou
and Kathy took us to the Getty
Museum with an emphasis
on gardens. That evening we went to
a good restaurant that still let’s Lou in the door, called El Tiramisu,
and enjoyed some fabulous food. See
Los
Angeles. From there, on to home and
to NYC apt. on March 5, 2008.
What
a trip!!!
Fall 2007
During
the fall of 2007, after our return from Italy, I busied myself with a series of
fishing trips, first to Montauk with friends Montauk 2007,
next to the Chesapeake to fish with friends Bernie Dormer and Jeff Williamson Chesapeake 2007,
then to the Salmon River on Lake Ontario to fish with Don O’Mara and Ken
Tutalo, an excellent guide who lives in Roscoe NY Salmon River 2007. After that, I drove in our RV, Happy
Trails, to Georgia’s Soque River
for our annual tournament of men v. women, hosted by John and Abby Jackson at
their farm on the river, Blackhawk Soque
Tournament 2007. Joined by Alex
Reeves and Allan Malamy, our team fished against a team of women including
Libby Miller and Gay Fortson and, for the first time since the tournament began
in 2003, the men won! Wonder of
wonders!
From
there, I drove to Harkers Island
NC for four days of fishing for
false albacore, a marvelous game fish, with slow fishing Harkers Island
2007. I finished up the year
with a lovely but unproductive (except for one striped bass) day on the water
at Montauk hosted by Rich Reagan and joined by Tony Freeman (last several
photos under Montauk
2007).
Sheila
and I are now settling in for the holiday season and planning our trip to New Zealand
in the month of February.
Happy
Holidays to all!
Italy
Sheila
and I spent three weeks in Italy
during September 2007. We began
with three nights in Rome where we saw all the
traditional sights, including Saint Peter’s, the Sistine Chapel, the Vatican Museum, the Spanish Steps, the
Collesseum, the Catacombs, and a number of fine restaurants with fine
wine. We joined a party of 10
others on our last day there to travel to a villa, Borgo Monticelli, in Umbria, near Perugia. We spent 6 nights there and daily went
on tours to neighboring cities and other attractions, including Assisi, Siena, Florence, and Perugia. We were treated to truffle hunting, wine
tasting, olive pressing and quaint off beat towns. From there we drove (tough to do in Italy!) to
Venice where we stayed in the flat of a generous friend for four nights and
visited San Marco’s Cathedral, Murano for glass blowing and Burano for
lace making, as well as the traditional gondola ride (don’t bother . .
.).
Next
we went to Bologna
to pick up son, Paul, who was with us for the rest of the trip. First, he took us to lunch in Bologna (fabulous!) and then we drove to San Geminagno,
near Siena for
three nights. From there we visited
Arezzi and other Tuscan areas. We
stayed on a farm that had its own vineyard and served superb food. Next we went to Civiteri, near Rome, and visited
Etruscan tombs. From there we drove
to the Amalfi Coast
and ultimately to Positano where we stayed in a 5 star hotel, Buco di Bacci,
for two nights and took a day trip to Capri. We concluded the trip with two nights in
Pompeii where we visited the ruins of Pompeii and Herculaneum.
Wonderful
trip! To see the photos, click on Italy. We are pleased also to post some
marvelous photos from Pipe and Dixie Piper, whom we met when we stayed at Borgo
Monticelli, click on Italy More.
Western States 2007
Most
of August saw me fishing the west, first with son, Jack, and later with others,
including Luther Birdzell, Bob Jacklin, Josh Ober, Bert Darrow and Rod
Futerfas, and finally with Walt Rodgers.
Jack and I drove Happy Trails first to Boulder
CO where we rendezvoused with Luther Birdzell
and went on to fish the inlet to Grand
Lake. From there, we headed for Steamboat
Springs and were delighted to be the guests of Joe and Kathy Caltigirone. Joe is a college classmate and good friend. Jack and I fished the Elk
River two days, the second day with a guide and on private
water. The second day was terrific,
with lots of fish for both of us more for Jack including a big cutthroat for
Jack. Next we moved on to Jackson
Hole and fished the Blacktail Ponds, a spring creek next to the Snake River, and were privileged to cast to three
enormous fish for about 5 hours before giving up. We also had a near encounter with a cow
moose, who proved not to be hostile.
Our
next stop was West Yellowstone and Bob
Jacklin, a living legend from the west, took us into park to Soda Butte
Creek. En route we were lucky
enough to spot two wolves (Bob saw thee) bringing down an elk. Wow! Soda Butte Creek yielded many fish for
us that day, including a 17” fish for Jack and a 16” one for
me. We also fished the Lamar,
getting one fish each, and finished up on the Yellowstone
below Sulphur Caldron. There we
found only one fish working, and Jack was fortunate enough to get it on a dry
fly, a beautiful big cutthroat going 3 pounds or more. Congratulations, Jack!
Next
day, I took Jack to the Bozeman
airport and he left for home in DC.
I went on to have dinner with Josh and Adrianne Ober at the Mint
Café in nearby Belgrade. Next day Josh and I fished the Madison at the downstream end of Bear Trap Canyon and each managed one fish. From there I drove to Chico Hot Springs
Resort in Pray 30 miles south of Livingston, in Paradise Valley, and stayed
there two nights with a couple of visits with friend and owner, Mike Art. Monday, Aug. 20 I fished
Armstrong’s Creek, the famous spring creek. Fish were rising all over and I could
not figure out how to catch them.
But a lovely day in any event.
Next time I will bring a guide!
From
Chico Hot Springs I drove to Rigby, Idaho, near Idaho Falls,
where Harley Reno hosted me at his lovely home and floated me on the Snake River (main stem) for two days of fascinating
streamer fishing with small rods.
Harley and his lovely wife, Sharon, are fabulous people and I am deeply
grateful to them for hosting a stranger for two days in their home. Sheila and I look forward to hosting
them in NY and Livingston Manor in December.
From
there, I traveled back to Yellowstone
Park and fished Saturday
morning, Aug 24, on Soda Butte Creek using Harley’s flies and method and
was wonderfully successful with the fish.
Hooray, Harley! That evening
I joined Bob Jacklin, Bert Darrow and Rod Futerfas for a trip into the
mountains to fish for brook trout on a little known pond, where we all had fish,
but Bert took the honors with nine of these lovely creatures. Hooray, Bert!
Next
I traveled from West Yellowstone to Livingston where I picked up Walt Rodgers
and we drove on to the Bighorn River 60 miles southeast of Billings MT. There we stayed at the Bighorn RV
Campground, hosted by Carol Snyder, and fished for three days with great guide
Jim McFadyean. Walt and I had
fireworks fishing. Nymphing could
not miss and there was a lot of dry fly action. At the end of the three days we had
between us about 200 fish, mostly 16-18” with a few up to 20” and
22”. You could not ask for
better fishing. On August 29 Sheila
and I celebrated our 36th Wedding Anniversary by phone.
August
30 came and I delivered Walt to Billings and started
my way home, with a stop on Sept. 2 at the home of Bruce and Angie Settell in Loveland OH
where we enjoyed a fine reunion.
Fishing the west was great.
We got there as the heat wave ended and the restrictions against fishing
after 2 p.m. came off all the rivers.
If you would like to see the photos, please click on West
2007.
Iceland
Late
July I was privileged to travel to Iceland for my first (and probably
my last) salmon fishing trip to this fabled isle. What a lovely fantastic geologic
experience! And such wonderful
people! And the women are all you
have heard, all super models and very pleasant as well, although nothing
compared to my Sheila, of course!
Bobby
Power and Duncan Fitzwilliam and I fished 4 days total at Laxa a Adaldur and,
after an 2 day hiatus involving a spectacular drive to Reykjavik and back, another 2 and ½
days on the Fljotaa, a much smaller and equally productive river to the west of
the Big Laxa. The setting was
magnificent, amid snow covered peaks and grand u-shaped valleys, we trod many
beats expecting salmon to leap to our flies at any moment. Trouble was, the fish did not come in
with anywhere the numbers needed.
We all did catch some fish, but not many and not big. Lovely area and grand people, but not to
draw one back, given the terribly slow fishing we experienced. Total: At the Laxa I managed to land 3
fish out of maybe 4 hookups and at Fljotaa landed 3 out of 5. If you want to see the very many pictures,
click on Iceland.
Labrador 2007
June
23rd I departed Livingston Manor in Happy Trails, our Vista Cruiser
RV, for my drive to Goose Bay Labrador, for the third year in a row. It is a wonderful drive through the
wilderness of Quebec and Labrador,
a full 1400 plus miles, taking three days.
Arriving in Goose Bay, Happy Trails is the guest of Fred and Betty
Goudie, our good friends in Goose Bay, while I fly into Wulff
Lake on the Sandhill River
for salmon fishing. This year my
very old friend and good fishing buddy, Walt Rodgers,
joined me for a full two weeks on the Sandhill. Our fishing was slow, to say the
least. No fish were in the river
when we arrived and a few came in the first week. I managed to hook and land one small
grilse all week. The second week
got better. The fish came in (there
is a counting station downstream and we got reports of a lot of large fish in
the river as well as many grilse), but the fish had
“lock-jaw.” Yes, we did
hook some, but not many came to our flies.
I managed for the two weeks to hook 12 but land only 3, far below our
usual number of encounters on that wonderful river. But takes do not really matter to me as
I practice catch and release anyway.
There is also an abundance of brook trout in the river and there, in a
departure from normal practice, we do not do catch and release. They made up a fine addition to our
breakfasts. But only in a place
like this where there is no danger to the population will I keep fish. We flew out on July 11 and I headed home
on July 13, arriving on Sunday, July 15.
If you would like to see photos of the trip, click on Labrador 2007.
Western Maryland Outing
In
early June 2007, I traveled to the very far western end of Maryland to meet with 80 or so of my great
fishing buddies and fish some of those famous streams. Friday, June 8, Jim Klein and I floated
the North Branch of the Potomac with superb guide Harold Harsh, each catching
10 or so smallish fish, the largest being Jim’s 14 inch rainbow. Next morning, Jim, Allen Damon, Nat
Worden and George Beatty and I repaired to the nearby Youghigany
River, within the Mississippi watershed! There we found low water and a lot of
chubs. I managed one 8 inch wild
brown trout, lovely to see in my pictures, including underwater shots. In the afternoon we all, except for
George, went to the Laurel Run access point to the North Potomac, way upstream
from where Jim and I floated the river, and there found a perfectly beautiful
unspoiled river. Alas, we went too
late and found water temperature to be 74 degrees. I did manage one nice 14” rainbow,
but quit fishing when I found the temperature so high. To see the pictures, click on Western Maryland.
Princeton Reunions 2007
Sheila
and I traveled to Princeton at the end of May
for 4 days of celebration with my classmates in the Class of 1962 of our 45th
reunion. We both enjoyed catching
up with many of my good friends from many years ago. We surely had a fine time. Friday night was interrupted by a
serious thunderstorm that drove us inside for much of the evening. Saturday mid day we joined in the P-Rade, a march of
members of every class attending reunions through the campus ending in a review
by officials of the University. We
attended a memorial service in honor of our departed classmates and found it
very moving. Late Saturday night we
enjoyed a great fireworks show. You
may see photos by clicking on Princeton
Reunions 2007.
Abaco Island, Bahamas
The
last week of May 2007 I joined 10 of my good friends from the Anglers Club of New
York for a week of fishing for bonefish, that most wonderful of salt water game
fish, at Rickmon Lodge on South Abaco.
We arrived in the midst of clouds and rain and thunder and lightning and
skittish fish. So, a good time was
had by all. We did catch fish, and
really enjoyed each other’s company.
But we did not catch a lot of fish. See photos at Abaco.
Argentina 2007
Fishing
buddy Michael Blakely and I traveled to southern Patagonia (Santa Cruz) for 17 consecutive days of fly
fishing in April. First, we fished
for sea-run brown trout on Rio Gallegos for 9 days, staying at Las Buitreras,
an excellent lodge an hour west of the city of Rio Gallegos,
the capital of the state of Santa Cruz. The lodge is owned by Loop Tackle, the
great Swedish tackle manufacturer (think a combination of Sage and Simms and
you have Loop). Loop’s
Chairman, Christer Sjoberg, fished the lodge the same week and proved to be an
extraordinarily convivial fellow
-- fish with him if you ever
get a chance -- you will seldom be unentertained. Fishing was slightly slow with a slug of
high water coming through during the first several days, but then the river
turned on somewhat and all were catching fish. My own success was for 5 fish, the
largest a lovely sea-bright 18 pound female, followed by a 17 pound male that
had been in the river for a number of months and hence was much darker. I learned to master the two-handed rod,
using a Sage TCR 14’ I had recently purchased and a Rio Skagit line with
variable heads, mostly using a Type III but sometimes and intermediate
head. As for flies, we used size 10
and 12 bead head nymphs when the water was low but switched to articulated leaches
and woolly buggers when the water was higher.
Next,
Michael and I plus four fellows from Washington
State drove with guides three hours
north to Piedra Buena (Good Rock) on the Santa
Cruz, a much bigger river than Rio Gallegos. We fished this river for 5 days, going
80 miles upstream from Piedra Buena, on Estancia San Ramon, a 1 ½ hour
drive. We experienced magnificent
scenery. Fishing was a little
slow. Most of us had 2 or 3
fish. One fellow, Paul Nelson, got
9. I managed to get one lovely 12
pound male and also to lose another fish.
Again, I used the two handed rod exclusively.
Finally,
five of us traveled to a remote lake, called “Jurassic Lake”
because of the giant rainbows that thrive there. We fished for two days, catching an
aggregate of 150 fish, none under 6 pounds. I managed to get 31, my largest being 13
pounds. Michael caught what I think
was the largest of those two days, a 20 pound fish, his first one to boot. For this fishing I started by using a
one handed rod. By the middle of
the first afternoon, I tired of the tough casting, using the double haul to get
distance all the time, and switched back to the two handed rod, using it to do
overhand casting and getting great distance that way as opposed to spey
casting. This worked wonderfully
and I got to the fish easily and was able to hook many and land most.
To
see my own pictures, click Patagonia 2007. To view the pictures of our week
provided by the lodge on Rio Gallegos, click Las Buitreras. To view the pictures of our fishing on
the Santa Cruz
provided by our consummate guide, Mario Zwetzig,
click Santa Cruz.
This
was truly exceptional trip to a number of remote areas and its memories will
live long for me.
Soque April-May 2007
Late
April and I drive from Livingston Manor south, for 1000 miles, to Clarkesville,
Georgia, and to Blackhawk on the Soque, a fabled river with enormous
trout. There I met four fishing
buddies, Marc Whitehead, Steve Moss, John Lyons and Lucien Kneipf, all fellow
member of a lovely club of fishermen centered in NYC. We were the guests of John and Abby
Jackson, proprietors of Blackhawk, the one mile stretch of the Soque, where
these enormous trout live. We spent
two days harassing these wonderful rainbows (mostly) and browns. We used nymphs, wooly buggers, leaches,
and in the afternoon we turned to dry flies, beetles and grasshoppers and other
large protein appearing bugs. What
a hoot! Big fish on dry flies on a
3 weight rod and taking vigorously and fighting hard. We had a ball. Our great guides, George, Andy and
Sonny, enjoyed all the mayhem. What
a wonderful two days! Tight lines
to John and Abby, to our great guides and to all my fishing buddies. See the photos at Soque
April-May 2007.
Soque 2006
Jim
Klein, George Beatty, Rollie Schmitten
and I, the Foggy Bottom Boys, met at Blackhawk on the Soque near Clarkesville Georgia Nov.
18-19 to team up against the Soque Sisters, four gals, Abby, Candy, Missy and
Barbara (Rollie’s wife) in a “fish off” between
non-celebrities. This was a rematch of the contest held in 2003 and again in
2005. As before, the ladies beat
the men hands down. But we all had
a terrific time. Enjoy our
pictures! Click on Soque
2006
Harkers Island 2006
Fishing
buddy, Sebastian O’Kelly, and I fished for false albacore out of Harkers Island,
near Cape Lookout, in North Carolina
in early November. Our guides were Stick Sandlin and Brian Horsely. We had two days of splendid fishing and
one when we were blown off the water.
Great action and lots of fish for both of us. Great time! Click on Harkers Island
2006.
Westward Ho! Our Fall travel to Montana
and Wyoming
Sheila
and I headed west in our RV, “Happy Trails,” on Sept. 23, intending
to do some fishing in Montana and Wyoming. En route, we visited my college
roommate, Tyll Van Geel and his wife, Katie, at their home near Rochester. We had a delightful reunion, as you will
see from the pictures, including a single malt tasting. Yummee! From there we traveled to Illinois, stopping first
to visit our friend, Carol Cozzi Johnson, near Chicago who bestowed lovely
chocolates and bread upon us. From
there we went to Davis, IL,
on the Wisconsin border, and visited Sheila’s sister, Mary Ellen Volscho
and her husband, Tom, in the house they recently moved to from Connecticut. Then, we went on west following Route
20, through Iowa and Nebraska
and into Wyoming, through Thermopolis (great hot springs!) and Cody
(remember Buffalo Bill?) and across Yellowstone Park to West Yellowstone, after
6 days of travel.
While
in West Yellowstone, we fished with famous
guide, Bob Jacklin, and his charming wife, Sharon. First, we attacked the Lamar River
in the park, seeking to raise some cutthroats to our flies, mainly slate-winged
olives size 14 and 16. The fish
were uncooperative, except for a couple that we seemed to lose instead of
land. Next day, Bob and I fished
the Madison at
various points near W. Yellowstone, again with mostly uncooperative fish. “You should have been here next
time . . .!” Fishing with Bob
is a super treat and, of course, we will go back to the area and look forward
to it.
Our
next stop was Red Lodge, MT, not far from Billings,
on one of Montana’s
many “Rock Creeks.”
There, we were the guests of our good friends, Greg and Kathy Matthews,
who mainly live in Florida
but enjoy their Red Lodge home as often as they can. Greg was due in two days after we
arrived, and in the interim I fished with another good friend, Doug
McClelland. We fished the Stillwater River
near its confluence with the Yellowstone. Using only streamers, we had some
action, but not a bonanza as we had hoped.
Greg arrived with another friend of his, Don Fowler, who was in Montana for the first
time. We went over the Beartooth Highway
(spectacular as you will see from the pictures) and fished several spots on the
Clarks Fork, again finding uncooperative fish.
Sheila
and I next drove from Red Lodge back to Thermopolis. There, I had one of the best days of
fishing ever, on the upper Bighorn with guide John Schwalbe just downstream
from Thermopolis. The fish were
rising all day to tricorithides, a small white fly for you non-fishers, and
would occasionally grace my fly with attention. By the end of the day I had enjoyed a
good number of encounters with the rainbows, all 16 to 19 inches long and very
energetic. Some I even landed! (and released, of course). But it gets better. The river was perfectly beautiful (see
the pictures) with Russian olive trees on the banks and yellowing aspens in the
background, against gentle hillsides of the arid countryside. And! We were the only fishermen on the river --
we saw no one else all day long!
A river to return to, no doubt!
Let’s keep it a secret!
Springtime and Summer in the Catskills
Spring
saw us doing a lot of preparation for hiking the Appalachian
Trail. Making
equipment, preparing food, working out and biking and hiking to get in
shape. Some of my pictures are
available for viewing at Hiking in the
Catskills. I
never got to start the trail. Our
flood on June 28 caused enough damage to our cellar and crawl space that I had
to do clean up duty for the next two months and by then, we were into fall and
so Sheila and I said let’s go fishing and thus we departed for Montana
and Wyoming (see above). Next
year? Maybe. Maybe sections between our planned
travels and fishing trips. But I am
not sworn to do the whole trail end to end in one year, or necessarily do the
whole trail ever. We will see how
that dream develops in the next year or two. I treasure all I learned in preparing
all my equipment and food and plan to make good use of it on shorter back
packing trips in any event.
Bahamas 2006
Then
a business meeting in Washington DC (for my one, beloved client) at the end of June caused
a delay in the hike and an opening for me to join Dickson Despommier for a trip
to Andros Island, Bahamas, in pursuit of bonefish in
early June. We took lots of
pictures on the new Pentax Optio 10, an underwater camera with lots of
features. That trip was plagued
with wind and clouds and very spooky fish, resulting in a pretty low catch
rate. I returned in December,
unaccompanied until Dick joined me for the last day. This trip was also subject to heavy wind
and lots of clouds. The fish often
would not come onto the flats and instead hunkered down in deeper water. I did have one spectacular day,
however. Rupert Leadon, owner of
the Andros Island Bonefish Club, and a consummate guide. Took me to the west side of Andros and we had good sunshine and light wind and hungry
fish. My biggest was a remarkable
9-pound fish. My total fir this day
was 20 magnificent bonefish, twice the total number I had previously caught on
the trip! That is what keeps you
coming back . . . Pictures from
both trips are available at Bahamas 2006.
Labrador 2006
No
sooner back from DC than old buddy Walt Rodgers
called to tell me I was needed to fill a hole in a Labrador
salmon trip at the end of June. And
so, I drove off to Labrador to join the group
for another week of salmon fishing on the Sandhill with some good old and new
friends. Nice week, although the
fishing was a little slow. And I
got to catch up with Fred and Betty Goudie in Goose Bay. Nice drive. Everyone should do it . . . 1453 miles, including 500 on gravel
road. Pictures available at Labrador 2006.
Livingston Manor Flood 2006
As
I was about to get on a float plane to fly into salmon camp, Sheila called to
tell me she was evacuating from our home in Livingston Manor because of a
flood. Fortunately, a friendly
neighbor rescued her and helped her and others, including son, Jack, with
initial clean-up. The rest was
reserved for the errant fisherman upon his return. And so a further delay in our planned
hike. Sometime, I will get to do it
. . . Pictures of our flood (and
clean up) are available at Flood 2006.
Our Earlier Travels --
Where We Have Been, Where We Have Fished, Guides We Have Fished
with . . . and Updates On Where We Are Now
Paris 2005
My
wife, Sheila and I are currently in Paris for a month, visiting our son, Paul
and his girlfriend, Olga, visiting the French countryside and spending a week
over New Years with my cousins in Norway where we plan to do some skiing in
central Norway. We flew over
Wednesday, Dec. 7 and promptly caught colds from Paul and Olga. We slept a lot and then started doing
some Paris
walking. Olga and I walked the 2
miles up to the Eiffel Tower and then I walked home by way of the Seine. I also
did some running out along the Seine. Saturday, Paul took us all to Fontainebleau where we
saw INSEAD, the business school he attended in 2003, and the chateau
servants’ quarters where he roomed at that time. We also enjoyed crepes in Moray on the Liong River. Still fighting colds, we put off our
departure for the countryside to Tuesday, Dec. 13, and then we drove (some
challenge) out of Paris toward Normandy.
Sheila
and I stayed in Bayeux, a charming country
French town in Normandy, near the D-Day
beaches and went to see the Bayeux tapestry,
done in 1066 to commemorate the successful conquest of Britain by
William the Conqueror. Then we headed off for the beaches, and then
returned to Bayeaux. Next day went
to Mont St. Michel for touring and then
spent the night in St. Malo, another 30 miles west. Friday, we returned
to Paris and picked up Paul and Olga and then
went down to Burgundy
for a weekend of great wine and wonderful food. We are finding that it is
hard to get bad food in France
. . .
The
following week we are in a borrowed apartment in the center of Paris with access to all the great museums
and so forth and some Christmas shopping. Our other son, Jack, will
arrive on Dec. 23 so that we will all spend Christmas together. Dec. 27 Jack, Sheila, Jack and I flew to
Oslo and spent
New Years with our cousins, John Morten Beyer-Arnesen and his wife, Marie Anne,
and Knut Erik Beyer Arnesen and his wife, Gro, and their two sons, Magnus and
Oystein. We spent one day in Oslo, visiting Frogner
Park and also the Nobel Peace
Center. Then we went to their farm in central Norway for some
good cheer and some skiing, both downhill and cross country.
Then,
on Jan. 3, we returned to Paris
for another week. The following day
we borrowed Paul’s car again and headed back to Normandy. There we visited Porte en
Bressin-Huppain, a lovely fishing town near Bayeaux, toured the American
cemetery at Utah Beach, and managed to visit the
d’Issigny Caramel factory.
Next day, we went to St. Vaast la Hougue, visited a marvelous church in
Montarville, drove through Cherbourg (no
umbrellas . . .) and got to Cap la Hague, the far northwest corner of
Normandy. Saturday, we returned to Paris, visited with Paul and went to Barbizon to dine at L’Angelus, a fine
restaurant, with Paul and Olga. We
returned to the U.S. on Jan.
10 and then enjoyed Livingston Manor as we prepared for our next trip, in
February, to Hawaii
for the marriage of our nephew, Keoni Shultz and his fiancé,
Cheryl. While there, we also visted
Maui, drove to the top of Haleakala and did
the road to Hana and back. If you
would like to see our pictures, click here on Hawaii 2006.
Next? Well, I am planning to hike the
Appalachian Trail, starting in May or June in Maine
and heading south to Georgia. In deference to Sheila, I may do a
section of the trail and then return home for a while to help around the house
some before I resume my hike. If
that all comes off, I will be sure to post updates on my travels on this web
site. But more of that for later.
It
is a very hard life, but someone has to do it . . .
Pictures? Well, if you click on France 2005-06 you
will see our French pictures, and if you click on Norway 2005-06 our
Norway
pictures.
Fishing? Why, yes, in fact, I did some
fishing. Where, well, on the Seine! Yes,
not too productive, but fishing nonetheless. See my pictures of French
Fishing on the Seine.
Meanwhile,
please have wonderful holidays and a Happy New Year!
Terry
and Sheila
Our Odyssey of 2005
In 2005, my wife,
Sheila, and I (Terry) went all out in our pursuit of fly fishing. Starting in January, when we fished the
Owens River in the Sierras of California, as we describe below, we went on to
fish the following: Hawaii in April
and May in four spots and then in June in Pennsylvania. Next, we drove our new RV “Happy
Trails” to Montana and fished the Smith
and Missouri in Montana in June. Then, in July, we drove back to the
Catskills of New York and then on to Labrador where we fished for salmon and
then drove on to Newfoundland and back to New York. Next, in August, we drove back to Montana and fished Cache Creek, a tributary of the Lamar,
which in turn is a tributary of the Yellowstone, in Yellowstone Park. From there, we drove to British Columbia
and fished four areas: the Elk
River in Fernie, the Dean River near Bella Coola, the Spatsizi Wilderness in
north central B.C., and finally the Kispiox (and Skeena and Bulkley) in the
Hazeltons, B.C. What a year! We share some of our many photos
below. To see a full written
description of our travels, click here. To view a PowerPoint presentation giving
an overview of the travels, click here.

Owens River
2005
Lou Kravitz and I fished the Lower Owens River in Bishop
CA in the high Sierra
Nevada mountains on January 30, 2005. Slow fishing. Good time. 4-5 fish for the day. Nice rainbows. Beautiful country, with high peaks on
either side. Gary Gunsolving of the
Brock Fly Fishing store in Bishop proved a most amiable guide. Good man to spend a day with. I went back again with Lou Kravitz in
November 2005, as you will also see in these pictures, when I also fished Hot
Creek and Bishop Creek. This time,
the fishing was quite slow, but again we saw beautiful scenery.

Michigan 2005
In mid-April, I
drove to Michigan’s Muskegon River
and fished with good fishing buddy, Marc Whitehead, for steelhead. Phil Cusey, a most congenial fellow,
guided us for the second time in two years. Fishing was slow but the fishing buddies
were great company. Afterward, Marc
and I drove to Chicago
where I presented a slide show on “Fly Fishing on Six Continents”
to the Chicago Anglers Club.

Hawaii
Wedding and Family 2005
Sheila and I
enjoyed three wonderful weeks in Hawaii
during April and May. Our main
purpose in going was to attend the wedding of my niece, Jennifer Takesono, to
Shane Yu, on the Big Island of Hawaii.
But we enjoyed many great activities on both Oahu and the Big Island
as well, as you can see in the photos we share here. Our thanks to my sister, Betsy Takesono
and her husband, Dr. Gerald Takesono, and their daughters, Jennifer and husband
Shane and Nicole and husband Adam Flowers and to my brother, Ned and his wife,
Kamaile, and their sons, Keoni and Koa and Koa’s wife Po Hai, and to
Jonathan and Paula Wong, brother and sister-in-law of Kamaile. The list goes on . . . We greatly enjoyed seeing our Norwegian
relatives also and look forward to seeing them in Norway at New Years.

Hawaii Fishing 2005
While we sojourned
in Hawaii, I
also was able to do some fishing.
First, I fished with Kevin Fauchaux for bonefish on a flat on Oahu. We
managed to get one take, and the fish then got off. Next I fished on Lake Wilson
with Stan Wright for peacock bass.
Nice day but not too much action.
Finally, I fished with Neal Isaacs for marlin out of Kona. We managed a 50 lb. wahoo that fed the
non-rehearsal dinner wedding guests back at the hotel that evening. Good fun, even if not on a fly rod.

Pennsylvania 2005
Late May and early
June saw a trip that included fishing at the Henryville Club on Paradise
Stream, tributary to the Brodheads, in Pennsylvania’s Pocono Mountains,
fishing with Don O’Mara, Jim Klein and Gordon Dana, and then a
continuation to Allenbury PA on the Yellow Breeches and the Anglers’ Club
Annual Outing, where I fished with Jim Klein again and with George Beatty, my
friend from Washington DC and a recent member of AC. The weather was hot and the fishing was
generally slow, but Jim, George and I did find some nice willing stockies in a
remote creek among the ridges.

Livingston
Manor Trout Parade 2005
Our town sponsors
a “Trout Parade” in early June. It is a wonderful occasion, and I share
with you my photos of this splendid event.

Smith River 2005
Sheila and I left
Livingston Manor on June 11 and headed west, on our first trip in Happy Trails,
toward Helena, Montana. There we met up with Lewis & Clark
Expeditions and our good friend Michael Blakely for a 5-day, 60 mile float trip
on the Smith River,
a tributary of the Missouri. The Smith is touted as “the most
beautiful river in North America” and it
very well may be. We 7
anglers/floaters enjoyed the picturesque scenery and the superb services of the
four guides and two gear-boat men as we camped in a succession of lovely sites
from night to night. Montana had a lot of
rain, and the river was high and roily.
Fishing was slow and we managed to get only 5 or 6 fish each day. Other than the slow fishing, the trip
was marvelous and I recommend it to others.

Missouri River
2005
After our float of
the Smith River,
we fished for two days on the Missouri
downstream from Craig, about 40 miles downstream from Helena.
The water was high, due to unusually high rainfall in the area that
spring, and the fish were spooky, resulting in our getting only two or three a
day. Very slow. But magnificent scenery, as you will see
from the photographs. Then, we
headed back to Livingston Manor, N.Y. to prepare for our drive to Labrador.

Labrador 2005
After our travels
to Montana and the Smith and Missouri Rivers,
Sheila and I returned to New York
State’s Catskills
and refitted our RV, “Happy Trails,” for our next adventure. We drove north to Montreal and then on
to Quebec, and thence up the north shore of the St. Lawrence, across the
Saginaw River, on to Baie-Comeau, and then headed north into the interior of
Quebec for 350 miles on remote gravel road, and then turned east for another
350 miles across Labrador to Goose Bay.
There, Sheila stayed with Fred and Betty Goudie while I flew into the Sandhill River with my fellow club-mates and
fished for salmon for a week.
Fishing was terrific!

Newfoundland 2005
When I flew out
from fishing the Sandhill, Sheila and I spent several days with the Goudies in Goose Bay
and then took a ferry 100 miles overnight to Cartright and then drove 300 miles
south to the Quebec border and a ferry to Newfoundland. There we drove north 100 miles and
visited the remains of the Viking settlement from the year 1000. And we found a fabulous restaurant,
“The Norsemen,” in L’Anse au Meadows. Go there, by all means! Next, we went south across Newfoundland and visited with Dan and Janine Clarke and
their charming young daughter, Madison, on the Bonavista Peninsula,
a must-see tourist area. Next, we
went on south of St. Johns to take a ferry to Cape Breton
and then drove Happy on home to Livingston Manor in the Catskills.

Cache_Creek
2005
At the end of July, Sheila and I set out on our final of our three trips,
from Livingston Manor to Red Lodge, Montana. This time we avoided Chicago’s
traffic and went via St. Louis, across Missouri and up the Missouri River to South
Dakota, then across that state and Wyoming
to Billings Montana and on to Red Lodge. There we enjoyed the wonderful
hospitality of Greg and Cathy Matthews for a couple of days before Greg and I
rendezvoused with Lou Kravitz and Robert
Proctor for our horse pack trip with Victor Taylor into Yellowstone Park’s
Cache Creek. There we had wonderful
fishing for cutthroat trout. The
fish were unsophisticated and eager to take our flies. We saw a grizzly bear in the
distance. The park, as always, was
beautiful. Robert suffered a horse
accident as we departed on our journey out and broke several ribs. He is recovering now, but it is a good
lesson for all of us to be wary when around horses, and not be surprised if an
unpreventable accident occurs.

Elk River 2005
After fishing
Cache Creek in Yellowstone Park and our lovely sojourn with Greg and Lisa
Matthews in Red Lodge, we drove for two days north through Montana
to Fernie, British Columbia,
in the far southeast corner of that province and fished the Elk
River for two days with guide Alex Henry. The first day I caught a number of
cutthroat, but, more interesting, several good sized bull trout, the
non-anadromous version of dolly varden trout. The second day, the sun came out and so
did the large cutthroat in search of dry flies. On my Titanium three-weight rod I caught
perhaps 40 of these beautiful fish.
Not liking the sun, the bull trout stayed away.

Dean River 2005
Sheila and I drove
900 miles across British Columbia
from Fernie to Bella Coola, on the central west coast, at the head of a
fjord. I left Sheila at Gnomes RV
Park and flew by helicopter into the Lower Dean River Camp where I fished for
steelhead for five days. The first
three days were cloudy but somewhat productive for the camp, whereas the last
two were subjected to a great deal of rain and virtually no fish. The scenery was spectacular, as was the
helicopter ride, in and out.

Spatsizi
Wilderness 2005
From Bella Coola, we
needed to get to Smithers, about 90 miles north, but a 600 mile trip, back to
the east, then north and then west again.
So, we took two days to get there, and then made contact with the
Collingwood Brothers, who sponsor fishing and other trips into the Spatsizi
Wilderness. Sheila opted to stay in
the very up and coming town of Smithers, while I flew in for 10 days of
wonderful mostly dry fly fishing for wild rainbow trout. Most days I would be flown with a guide
to a different and always very productive stream. The scenery was spectacular, as you will
see from the photos. I had a number
of 100 fish days, and many fish on all other days. The Collingwoods run a first class lodge
with great food and fantastic staff.
Check out Spatsizi Wilderness Vacations.

Kispiox
River and Environs 2005
After our
adventures in Smithers and the Spatsizi Wilderness, Sheila and I drove Happy 60
miles northwest of Smithers to the Hazelton area and the B&B of Wilfred
Lee. We stayed there for a week,
along with other anglers, and fished with guides arranged by Wilfred. I enjoyed the company of my good friend
and fishing buddy, George Beatty.
We fished mainly the Kispiox, a lovely river that flows into the Skeena,
and also the Bulkley, another tributary, and the Skeena
itself. Fishing was slow. I managed three for the week, including
a marvelous 24 lb. male on the Skeena, my
birthday fish, coming on Sept. 13, the day before my 65th
birthday. Social Security and
Medicare, here I come!

Montauk 2005
After several
“blow-outs” in October, I finally convened with fishing buddies to
do Montauk for striped bass and blue fish (false albies had already departed,
sad to say). First, I fished with
fellow Anglers’ Club members on November 2 and 3. Rick Bannerot, Nick Miller, Jeff
Williamson and Billy Owen and I spent two days out on the water. First day, guide Amanda Switzer managed
to get Nick and me into one of our best days ever. I know I landed around 50 blue fish and
I think Nick did the same. No
stripers all day long! Then, next
day, Billy Owen and I fished with guide Ernie French and were blown off the
water by 11 a.m., after Billy landed our one fish, a nice sized blue fish.
I returned to
Montauk on Nov. 14 with Marc Whitehead, and we fished Nov. 15 & 16 with
Ernie French. Our first morning we
drove the beach as the water was too rough to go out, but in the afternoon the
wind laid down and we ventured forth, to find about 20 or so blues a piece,
along with a few stripers. The wind
came up again and we bagged it at 12 noon.
Nov. 17 & 18
Don O’Mara, fishing buddy from the Catskills, and I fished with Jim
Levison of Double Haul Charters.
The 17th was a pretty good day and we each got around 20
fish, mostly blues, but some stripers mixed in. The 18th was a bit of a
bust. We waited in Happy Trails for
the wind to die down until about 1 p.m.
Then, Don decided to forgo further fishing and leave for home while I
went out with Jim for a few hours, and was able to dredge up two stripers.
So ended this
year’s Montauk fishing for me.
I have learned that the big stripers came in and really turned on the
next day. Well, you should have
been here “tomorrow”!

Australia
2004
Terry Shultz spent
three weeks in Australia in September
and October 2004, fishing a total of 11 days, 6 days on the Tropic Paradise, a
mothership out of Seisia, Cape York, northern tip of Australia, and 4 days out of Weipa,
200 miles or so south of Seisia. I caught 21 species. I will list them below. Great
trip! I went on this at the behest of Dan Blanton, noted salt water fly fisher
on the West Coast. Despite some slow days, one of my best trips ever! I plan to
do it again and again, as long as I am able. More description to follow.

Oregon Creek 2004
Sebatian
O’Kelly, fishing buddy from D.C., and I drove down to the Outer Banks
just before Christmas. We fished on
December 19 with Brian Horsely, well known guide in the area. Wonderful weather, at 55 degrees and 5
mile per hour breeze and sunny. We
had one of the most spectacular days fishing ever. At the end of the day, Seb and I each had about 40 stripers and blues
weighing between 10 and 20 pounds in the boat! Brian, testing to see if there were fish
around with a spinning rod, had 30 in the boat! All released, except one that Seb and I
kept to share for home. Fabulous
fishing! We planned to fish next
day as well, but a front came in and 18 degree temperatures, ice in the parking
lot and an angry sea persuaded us to wait for another time. Sorry I can’t rejoin Seb for this
trip this year as well.

New Zealand
2003
In March 2003, my son, Jack, and I traveled to the legendary islands of New Zealand for
two weeks of perfectly wonderful fly fishing for large brown and rainbow
trout. What a trip! We fished three areas. First, we went to the southern part of
the South Island, near Gore, and fished for brown trout, landing many from 2 to
4 ½ pounds. Then we went to
the middle part of the South Island and found
many fish from 4 to 6 ½ pounds!
From there we went to Christ Church and flew to the North
Island, to Taupo, and were taken to
Poronui Ranch, a fisherman’s paradise, the true El Dorado of fly fishers. We fished for three days and on the last
two we flew into a remote river, the Ngararora, and hiked up about 6 miles
fishing all the pools. We managed
to find fish ranging 8 to 10 pounds, and I caught the rainbow of my lifetime, a
wonderful 14 pound hen who took my size 6 cicada imitation and gracefully came
to net for pictures and kisses before swimming away, maybe a little
happier?

Michigan 2003
April 2003 found me joining buddies Marc Whitehead, Brook Taylor and
Charlie Love on the Muskegon on the lower
peninsula of Michigan,
in search of steelhead. Somewhat
slow, but you will see a few fish, not necessarily steelies . . .

Soque_2003
Steve Sloan, Jim
Klein, Rollie Schmitten and I fish as a team against four wonderful ladies:
Candy, Gail, Missy and Abby, on the Soque
River in northern Georgia on the Blackhawk run,
courtesy of John and Abby. The ladies with an aggregate of around 9 years' experience beat the daylights out of us, with an
aggregate of about 160 years of experience! 3000-plus inches for the
ladies over two days vs. our 2300-plus inches. Oh well! Merit will
out . . .
Anyway, these fish
were real hogs and we caught them all day long every day. Great time!
Note: Steve organized this trip, and we miss
him so very much. Steve passed away
in April of 2005 and left an incredible legacy of fishing successes and
conservation contributions. Bless
your memory, Steve.

Deschutes
2003
In November 2003 I was fortunate to join Skip and Steve Klarquist, lawyers
in Portland OR,
for two days fishing on the Deschutes, about 100 miles east of Portland
and a tributary of the Columbia. We managed two steelhead during those
days, each of which we kept, as they were clearly identified as stocked fish,
and the Klarquists eagerly anticipated smoking and eating them, which they
reported later they had done, to their great enjoyment! Thanks, fellows, for two great days on
the river.

Casting for
Recovery Retreat - October 2002
In October 2002, a
friend went on a retreat sponsored by Casting for Recovery. Here is her description: “I experienced all the
following: relaxing, rejuvenating, friendship-building,
practicing/learning fly-fishing skills in casting, fly-tying and catching
fish... while participating in a Casting for Recovery Retreat held in Mont
Shrine, Orkney Springs Virginia. A voyage of relaxation of the mind while
fly-fishing is the most incredible experience I encountered - remembering to
enjoy life. I'd like to thank
Terry Shultz for exposing me to fly-fishing and directing me to apply for a CFR
experience. I'd like to share
the following links below to further spread information on CFR and thank the
Chesapeake Women Anglers and the Washington
Cancer Center
for sponsoring this retreat.”
MISSION OF CASTING FOR RECOVERY: The mission of
Casting for Recovery (CFR) is to provide fly-fishing retreats specifically
tailored for women who have or have had breast cancer. We seek TO ENHANCE
THE LIVES OF BREAST CANCER SURVIVORS by providing retreats designed to promote
and support mental and physical healing. We are committed to the
socioeconomic and cultural diversity.




Utah 2003
Wally Lloyd,
Jackie Jensen and I fish the Weber in mid-August, with many, many brookies and
rainbow and an occasional cuthroat, of somewhat small sizes but great beauty,
high in the mountains an hour east of Salt
Lake City. Then I head west for two days on the
Green and many many many magnificent and sizable rainbow and brown trout, in
the beautiful Flaming Gorge of the Green, one of the most beautiful river I
have fished. Guide Jason did a grand job of finding fish and even coaxing
them to take my fly.


What a wonderful week! I took my fishing buddy, Jim
Klein, of NYC, along for his first salmon fishing expedition third week of July
and he did marvelously. We joined my regular camp on the Blackfly River
on the eastern cost of Labrador, fishing with
Dan Mainguy, Art Collin, Sy and David Taylor, Don O'Mara
and David Kirkwood. One of our finest weeks, although we encountered low
water and fish often holding in unlikely places and avoiding the likely
ones.

No, not in Washington
State. This time we
were on a lovely stream tumbling down a Virginia
mountainside near Hot Springs
VA. Ester and her daughter
Lauren joined me for a lovely early August evening of catching tiny brook trout
and at the end of the evening we ventured downstream to larger pools and larger
fish, and voila! we finished it off with several big ones! Great time and
a place to revisit.
http://www.loonoutdoors.com/dealers/VA.html


Guide Ray Chandler takes me to fish on one of the last days
of July in the wake of many U.S. Navy wonders and actually pick up several
mackerel and even a 10 lb. barracuda. Nice and very different kind of
fishing. Much of it was alongside the bait tenders, with their array of
seagulls and musical harbor seals. Neat day!

Visit our grand club, Henryville Conservation Club, Inc., on
Paradise Creek, a tributary of the Broadheads in the Pocono Mountains of
Pennsylvania! We had a perfectly wonderful spring, fishing here for three
or four weekends, with Cousin Ted Shultz and friends Ester Brock-Jones and Mark
Iwry. Until the drought took hold, we had glorious days of fishing
Henryville, and look forward to many more.

Late June evening, and reportage by fisherman extraordinaire,
Sebastian O'Kelly:
The good news here
is that the bait (bay anchovies) is starting to concentrate. That means
breaking fish, both small stripers and tailor blues (no sign yet of trout
underneath the two) at the mouths of both the Potomac
and Patuxent. We don’t have big schools yet or non-stop surface activity
but folks should watch for birds in the open water and not just concentrate on
structure.
Your faithful
correspondent, along with his friends Terry (aka The Dutchman) Shultz and Ester
Brock-Jones (aka EB&J), managed an evenings fishing after work at Solomons
on Tuesday with the capable Capt. Darren Rickwood (410) 586-2319;
captdarren@chesapeake.net. That’s two times in the last 10 days
I’ve been out, a recent personal best given care and feeding of my two
little ones and a busy day job. I’d like to keep the string going but
it’s always a challenge.
We left the ramp
at 6:30 pm and headed to the Cedar Point rips at the mouth of Pax River.
It wasn’t long before we spotted the wheeling birds along with 2-3 other
boats in tow. The Dutchman and I were on the long wand using 8 weights with
intermediate lines and 1/0 Clousers; EB&J worked a Bass Assassin on the
short stick from the middle of the boat. The fish were moving pretty quickly
and there was a decent chop and wind (a t-storm had come through earlier) so it
wasn’t the easiest fishing. Still, we managed to land about dozen fish, a
mix of blues and stripers to 19", before the fish dissipated. We had hoped
to run up to the Gas Docks and fish under the lights but it was too rough and
opted instead to fish in the harbor at Solomons. We caught a couple of snapper
blues and saw some big cow-nosed rays sloshing in the shallows before calling
it a night. It was a fine evening for fishing, further enhanced by the
Dutchman’s witty repartee, off-color fishing puns and EB&J’s
playful banter on all manner of topics.
Thanks again,
Darren, for another fine trip!
Article written
for Reel-Time.com
for Mid-Altantic Coast, middle bay by Sabastian O'Kelly
Potomac Guides, with Bill Kramer!
We spent a very
warm Memorial Weekend Sunday with Bill Kramer on the lower Potomac,
searching for largemouth bass, most of whom suffered from a severe case of
lockjaw! But, as always, a lovely day on the river with a most
entertaining and pleasant guide more than made up for reluctant fish . .
.


Muskegon
River, Michigan 2002
Marc Whitehead, Ken
Gaines and I fish with two guides on the Muskegon
first weekend in May. Fish are scarce, but we manage to scare up a few
and have a nice time despite highly critical guides (they were competing with
bonefish guides for making our time fishing truly unpleasant).

Andros Island,
Bahamas 2002
Bob Johnson, Jack
Larkin and I fish for several days early April at Andros Island Bonefish Club
with excellent guides Brian Leadon and Dennis Leadon. Weather cooperated
and we fished a lot, mostly on the west side, and found fish and took
them. Always a great place to fish!


Susquehanna
Flats on Chesapeake Bay 2002
Ted Shultz, Ester
Brock-Jones and I fish the Susquehanna Flats, just out of Havre de Grace, for
stripers on one of the coldest days of the year, first Saturday in April.
What do you know? Ester gets the biggest fish! And Ted, as he has
told me many times since, caught the most! Great day, even if it was only
for them!
Mark Galasso's
Guide Services


Long Beach
and the Gabriel 2001
Ray Chandler takes
Lou Kravitz and me out for mackerel and smelt and maybe bass from marina in Long Beach CA
on a brisk Saturday morning in February. We manage to get a lot of action
on the mackerel and then some smelt, and then all shuts down. Good day
anyway!
Bob Ayres takes me
to the mountains near LA and the west fork of the Gabriel on a cold February
Sunday morning to search for some small trout. I found the smallest I
could and then whamo! he took the fly and after a long and fierce fight I was
able to land him and with great effort hold onto him for my requisite
photo. I omitted only the kiss! Enjoy. I plan to return in
October and see if I can catch one even more impressive!
Fishing
and Outdoors Los Angeles


Meadow Lane
Lodge 2002

Throughout the
year we return to Meadow Lane Lodge in Warm Springs
VA, about 4 hours from Washington, first in February, next in
April, and then in August, to enjoy the peace and quiet and great hospitality
and lovely private water stocked with rainbow, brooks and browns. Carter
and Michelle Ancon, our innkeepers, are always most welcoming and
gracious.

Mongolia 2001
View the marvelous
fly-fishing adventures of Terry Shultz on his recent trek to the high country
of northern Mongolia!
See the giant Tiamen, the famed "river wolf" as Asian
waterways! See eagles soaring overhead, in search of prey on land and
water! See the grand mountain perched Yul bird, habitué of the Gobi's high
points! See downtown Ulaan Bataar and all its colors! Enjoy this trip
with Terry!
This was a grand
trip, maybe my grandest, made with several good friends: Jeff Williamson,
Charlie Thacher and Bill Heaney, all fellow club members, and with several
other good and cheerful anglers. We fished long and hard, as is the tradition
with Taimen, and managed to tease a few to take our flies. My bragging
goes for two that each went about 25 pounds and were 44" long. What
a wonderful country and wonderful people. I would like to return . .
.
Below are the
outfitters that arranged my travel and my stay in Mongolia.



Argentina 1999
Ernie Schwiebert,
famous fly fishing author and fisherman, led a 13 day trip to the Patagonia
Region of Argentina, a locale he has visited often. Also on the trip were Rip Torn, the
well-known and accomplished actor, Mike Art, proprietor of Chico Hot Springs,
Montana’s leading resort and restaurant, Don O’Mara, retired
businessman from the Catskills and Terry Shultz. We fished three areas, the Malleo, the
Caleafeu and the Traful, all famous rivers. Due to a two year drought, the fishing
was only moderately successful, but the company and the scenery were
incomparable. We are all saddened
by Ernie’s parting in December 2005.

Hawaii 2002
Here are our
family's vacation pictures from our
trip to Hawaii to attend the wedding of nephew Koa Shultz to his beautiful
Hawaiian bride, Po Hai, and to enjoy our visit for five days on Oahu and then
another five on the Big Island, with siblings and cousins and nephews and
nieces with snorkeling and feasting and throwing virgins into volcanoes!
Grand time by all. Please enjoy!


