The Jensens say hello, and thank you all for the support they get, wich allow them to live the fly life and fish millions of huge trouts in cool places such as Alberta and New Zealand. Thank you too, Jensens! Keep rolling and please keep using excerpts from the Floyd’s Meddle as a soundtrack. It makes for a welcome change from the hipster neo-folk.
Dear readers, all Le Mouching team would like to thank you for beeing so numerous to visit us everyday and we would like to take this opportunity to express our gratitude and wish you all a Merry Xmas and a Happy New year 2015! May the fish be with you! Cyril, Laurent, Fleche and Jérôme.
World Angling new film “90 miles”. 90 miles, is the distance between Key West and Cuba, that stretch of water that makes a whole difference and that fish don’t really care about. Well we hope “it was” the stretch of water that “made” the difference… we’re all ears to the forecoming events on the blockade situation, since it seems to be seriously moving on! Anyway, the fishing pressure in Cuba is much less than anywhere in the Carribeans, and specially in Las Salinas de San Lazaro. At the southern part of the island, a couple of hours away from Havana was an army territory that just opened three years ago to fly fishing, thanks to the hard work of Fabrizio Barbazza, a former F1 pilote who has been leading fly fishing operations in Cuba for over 15 years now. But San Lazaro is different form any other place I’ve been in the Island, there was no way the sheltered flats of San Lazaro could be accesible by boat from the neartown of Playa Larga, first it was far (nearly 2 hours by boat) and if the weather was rough, you couldn’t go from the open sea… and there was no road in the jungle. So Fabrizio looked at the maps, made inquieries among the old people from the area, and what he found was…amazing! In the 19th and begining of the 20th centhury, people in Havana needed charcoal to cook. Welch imigrants would take care of that, so they logged wood in the jungle of Matanzas, and made charcoal, the problem was to bring that charcoal from the forest to the shore so boats could pick it up and take it to Havana. What they did was amazing, they opened by hand several canals as if they were building roads accross the mangrove to deliver the charcoal to the sea wher ebigger boats would pick it up. Fabrizio re-opened the 6 miles main canal (several month of work by hands) and rebuild the old locks so the tides would not stop the boats. The canal is now wide enough so the skiffs can use it and bring you to what I know as the best place on earth to fly fish! Bones, Permit, Jacks, Cudas, Tarpon are waiting for you. The first time we fished there, the bonefish were running to our flies to check what it was ! And for the past three years it has been opened San Lazro has been more than generous to the fly fishermen. World Angling is asking your help to finish the film they have been shotting there while on a Bonefish & Tarpon Trust trip (Lazaro, the main guide is BTT’s man in Cuba) so join the kickstarter and do what you can so they finish that film to help us discover this amazing place! Maybe soon you’ll be able to fish there? You could go through with our dear friends from Planet Fly Fishing which have exclusive distribution shared with Solid Adventures..
When we buy a flyrod as a present for somebody, unless we already know exactly what this person wants, we always take the risk that the rod will not suit the fisherman. With reels, it is not the same ; with the exception of the reels for the tuna hunters, most of the high end reels do a perfect job for what we do 99% of the time. So why not choosing the most beautiful one? I’m totally in love with my Loop Opti reels, the DryFly for the 5-weight, the Runner for 7 to 9 weight, and last but not least, the truely gorgeous Speedrunner for flylines up to 10-11, absolutely perfect for pike and two handed rods. I melt down every town I look at them… And compared with a rod, a fly reel is a gift that will last long. And an Opti Reel is a really, really beautiful gift.
Peaceful as a spring morning in northern California, a smooth ride along the famous downhill streets of the City, technical but not overdone, daring without pushing it, an epitome of the West Coast cool.
In October, in New York, it can still be summer. The leaves of the trees turn red like the cheeks of lady bugs, the girls offer us their tanned legs and when they ride their bikes down Bedford Avenue, one wants to install oneself on the sidewalk in a chaise long, to comfortably watch them pass.
On one of these magnificent days, Herman, my good Puerto Rican friend, made me an irresistible proposition.
“OK Fleche… go and get your fishing rod and we’ll head out to Jamaica Bay on the Metro. I know a spot… and this is a spot where even Junior never tossed in a line.”
You can imagine that I didn’t hesitate and less than 10 minutes later I was waiting at the corner of Bedford Avenue and North First Street with a fly rod under my arm and all of the stuff that goes with it. Read more…
And this is Xmas… Are you ready to cry? Are you ready to watch films so beautiful they’ll make you want to go fishing instantly? Well, get ready for the International Fly Fishing Festival 2015 aka IF4.2015. So after Marc Crapo’s Bermuda Love Triangle, here are some goodies! If you have the luke to be close to a theatre where it’s scheduled, book now!
“Distracted”: By Western Waters Media
“Recapture”: By Mike Percelli
“Sensei”: By Vantage Point Media House and Fly Fusion Films