We all know, we are the first to know we are the first to witness the dramas of global warming and we are the first to take action and most of all we are the voices that have to shout so others join the action! Watch Cold Water.
Here’s their latest issue! Revive Fly Fishing Journal, Spring issue, Of cours we love the Cuba trip to San Lazaro, who wouldn’t… but there is so much more, Pyramid Lake and glass with Cameron Mortenson, those enormous trout, pike that are diving you nuts their so addcitve, discovering brittain on the fly, fly tying with our friend Norbert Renaud, art with Ryan Sharpe and last but not least, Fly fishing is rad or how to fish with an attitude! Read it all, now!
This is what we have been waiting for, a taste of fresh water and a feeling of salt on our face! That’s about how I would explain SCOF, 172 pages of bliss, that’ll take you from trout to bonefish, carp to tarpon and pike to permit, with all the in-betweens, meaning: life on it’s own! You read it and you feel right, you feel this magazine is made for you! SPecially for you. Just dive in, SCOF #15 is a bomb!
When we come back from our fishing trips, we usualy bring back hundreds of pictures, good ones or bad ones, then for our friends to watch them, since, for god’s sake, we’re not doing the “evening slideshow” anymore (do you remember how you could be held hostage watching boring pictures all evening with a firend telling you every details of his fishing trip?). Now, when you want to show your friends your fishing pix, you go on flkr, instgrm or fbk and you feed the web with even more pictures! We love Matt Jones, we love his pictures and here’s a nice way of showing us his trip to Patagonia, a sharp selection and an Issuu mag so you can watch them full screen. This is the future and it’s now. Click here to watch, or the picture below.
Each time that I return from the bakery on my bike, my wife says: “My darling, it’s incredible, but each time you go for a ride on your bike, your little belly melts like margarine in the sun.
Last week, not only to give pleasure to my wife, but also to recover my musculature of “Mr. Ardeche 2008”, instead of my motorcycle, I grabbed my bike with the idea of jumping on it to go fishing.
A good ten miles of hills and valleys (especially hills is my impression!) and I finally arrived, exhausted, at the banks of MY river. Read more…
You don’t know Huckberry yet? First it’s an awesome blog, in many topics but always the kind we find intersting and fun, mainly orientated on the outdoor’s life but once you suscribed it also becomes an online store where you can find a selection (a wise selection) of gear at sale’s price! Check their spring selection for fly fishing! Just sign up.
We’re not found of GoPro films, but sometimes they manage to touch us, they manage to bring to our heart a very special feeling, in that particular case, joy, peace and bliss! Alexis Pageau in New Zealand is just happiness.
From the top of volcanic mountains to crystal-clear waters of New Zealand’s valleys, I traveled that country, much coveted by the fishermen all around the world. It wasn’t easy to capture one of these majestic Brown Trout. They made me dream and now will hunt me for many years.
On the day that he retired, my father sprinted to the nearest vender of boats and immediately replaced his worn out old boat for another, a brand spanking new one.
As for me, I was thrilled, for the boat he had chosen had a mast and I thought, naively, that I could learn to sail. Sail? My father never took the sail out of it’s box. The motor was the sole means of locomotion to go fishing. Period. No discussion. His new boat was not luxurious. A 20 ft. long long morsel of plywood with a tiny, little cabin meant to protect us form the Mediterranean’s late August storms. Read more…