All together

Sometimes it all comes together. A river and the country around. The man who fishes it, who lives by it and whose mind echoes it. A cameraman. A soundtrack. The words. When that happens, you’ve got a great film. Here’s the trailer, and the whole film will be found here (not yet).

A carp with no name

It’s unreal, the water is almost like dayglow, a yellow that’s almost like lime colour and the carp are massive, this is the ultimate film for summer fishing, unless you’re high up in the mountains and there is water in your rivers. Is carp, barbel, bass and pike the future of flyfishing? Unless you can afford to go fishing in exquisit places, the global warming is hitting strong on the  trout and salmon family!

Field Candy, what a tent!

Okay, we all have a tent and let’s be honest, it’s fucking uggly, boring and with no style, wether it’s a tent you pack in you car, you carry in your bagpack or you you have in your garden, when buying a tent we’ve always been looking at two things, how many can fit in? And how leight can it be! But now, thanks to Field Candy you can add a third question: how good will it look! This is the end of dull camping, my friends! You can choose from so many graphics and if you don’t find what you like, you can even have a tent printed with your wildest dreams! What about a Mouching tent? Well, of course, it’s not cheap… from 265 to 600$, but I can assure you, you’ll instantly make new friends!

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Salmon and the douche

We were all having a nice diner with all the old friends and some new ones,  friends of friends, the ones we knew and the new ones. At the end of the table, a guy raises his head as I was talking about river Allier, in central France, once home of the salmon. Hey! It’s my homeland! I’m from Moulins ! He shouts (a nice provincial town, by river Allier). Since I know a little about the area I talk about the beauty of the river, its trout and the elusive salmon we are trying to give some help so he can pass the dams and spawn. All that money spent for a fish? That’s so stupid he said, so I tried to explain that wild atlantic salmon disapeared from that river because of the dams so it is our responsabilty to do everything we can to have salmon back. Spending 100 000$ to help a fish go up a dam while you can raise it in farms is so stupid! That’s exactly when I realized I was talking to a real moron!Moulins Allier

Zarn = Bamboo

Our friends Pierre and Nicolas from 9p#5 have shot one of their best film ever: Handmade with woods. Zarn, french bamboo rodbuilder, probably one the of the most beautiful film we have had the pleasure to share with you. Look at those images, listen to the sounds, its almost perfect. It would be really perfect if we could hold the rod in our hands! Great job guys!

The Meadows Project: Spring

Here’s a treat for the week end, The Meadow Project: Spring. no matter the season, fly fihsing requires severl things among them are patience, grandeur, and camaradarie. At least that’s what the film is showing us! 

Flyfishers inc. #12

You thought you were ahead of your time? That was before you read Flyfishers inc. !Because those guys know how to make you feel they are different and way ahead, the Fall issue is just out! Yes! Fall or Autumn, name it as you want but as we are sweating under the red ht sun of july, those guys are already in the cool breeze of September! But that’s not the only reason we like them, this mag has got plenty for us to read!Flyfishers inc.12

Southern Culture On the Fly #16

It’s still the middle of the night, I’m up in the garden gazing at the milky way, dreaming of fishign days. It’s so hot it’s not even funny, the rivers are almost dry, the fish is spooky and we’re better not anoying them. In a way I don’t know what to do with myself, then my computer made this very special sound when a mail comes in, usely I don’t care but this night, I had the feeling I needed to check it out. Bingo! There it was, the latest issue of Southern Culture On the Fly! Burning hot, I couldn’t take my eyes out of it, I read it through the night, when I stopped, my face was covered with salt, I had scales on my hands, my shirt was wet from sweat and salted water, it was magical, the sun was rising over the moutains. Read it! S.C.O.F. 16