Ok, Its been 25-30 degrees outside in the midwest for the past four months. I tied many a flies and read tons of fly fishing magazines, organized all my gear (twice), cleaned my reels, wiped down my rods, bought new stuff & held on to the old stuff. I can’t take this anymore, I need to get out of here. I need a spot of water that I can fish here in the midwest. So I think I had enough and planning on fish soon. With much research and preperation I am taking off to the Little Elkhart River in Bristol Indiana. Trout, Steelhead… I need it. Life On The Fly.
As you may know I spend long hours on the web looking for kool things that have to do with fly fishing. I came across these prints from a guy named Jonathon A. Waske , He is out of Michigan and puts his love for life and fly fishing into his art. Be a supporter of the arts and our passion. That being said go check out his site and buy somthing. Life On The Fly.
I had the question asked to me the other day what inspires me to write this blog or just wrap my self up in this sport in general. I answered a long in depth story, which goes like this.
This symphony of life has a few notes that play a song in every fly fisherman’s life, every now and then. Well a few weeks ago it happened to me. I had taken my niece and nephew for a walk near my house, located in Illinois about 1hour south of Chicago, in a little French river town, which is in the outskirts of a 630 acre plot of land that was donated to the village in 1922 with the stipulation that it should remain in its natural state. It has about 75 species of trees, including 9 kinds of oak, are native, as well as many shrubs, bushes, and almost innumerable wild flowers. A total of 57 species have been recorded of note include the Northern hogsucker, mottled sculpin, smallmouth bass, 10 species of darter, and the state-endangered slippershell mussel. The blacknose shiner, also on the Illinois list of rare or endangered species, was found here. It’s a great piece of water, I just can’t get over how much trash is washed and thrown in to the waterway. I’ve seen computers, chairs, tires, foam Etc. It’s a shame. But back to my story, so my niece is so inquisitive she nearly falls in the creek that we are walking next too. The trout fisherman in me gets the best of me so I jump in and start turning over rocks. Low and behold I see a BWO hatch happen right before my very eyes. I was like a kid in a candy store, I could not believe what my eyes where seeing. I live near a stretch of water that I would never believe in a million years what my eyes were seeing tiny mayflies hatching right in front of me. It was so shocking too see this here near my home not a trout within miles. This creek is mainly a runoff creek nobody fishes it but me and a few old Latino men. I was not in the driftless region of the Midwest where this is a huge hatch I was in my own home town. I was thankful I had gotten to see this. Showing my inquisitive family members and taking a couple snap shots. I was proud to have known what I was witnessing, if I was all wrapped up in my own life, not worried about the life around me. I would have missed it. <snap> Gone just like that. It’s nice to not think about yourself once in a while and see this dance firsthand. It’s not that easy to see but when your life in on the fly it pays off to stop, rest & breathe. Life on the Fly.
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Working a job that has no return is like not breatheing a deep breath when needed. I’m at this point in my young age where I need a change of pace. Picking up the wife and heading to the beautiful snow capped mountains of CO and opening a small fly shop that would feel like a second home to anglers who need a oasis in this desert we call life, sounds good. huh? Yeah but then this daily grind, were each day is filled with some sort problem, holds us back. I say follow your dreams, be that salmon that swims against the flow. There is a time in each person or anglers life where he wants to be sold out for this sport. So grab your shit and head to the hills, This truely is the meaning of Life on the Fly
Here is a picture of were I do my best thinking, make friends, chase dreams & save the world. It’s my cave, a place were I can go and create my little bugs.
The time has come I will be writing more stories for ya’all to read and enjoy. Life On The Fly.
Well I finally landed my first carp on the fly and let me tell you… Better then sliced bread.