Here’s a little twist for Throw Back Thursday. I’m doing it with older flies. Why not?
This fly is a Tied Down Caddis. It’s one of the first flies I used over 40 years ago.


Here’s a little twist for Throw Back Thursday. I’m doing it with older flies. Why not?
This fly is a Tied Down Caddis. It’s one of the first flies I used over 40 years ago.



We arrived at Black Bear Lodge on Sunday afternoon, 6/22/26 and fished for three days, hoping we’d find Green Drakes on the Upper Columbia River just below the US/Canadian border. We left our home waters, the Metolius River hoping to find more Green Drakes. I hope you read the last post about Chasing the Green…

We are headed to Patagonia soon and I’ve been gathering items to pack for our trip. One item in my bag will be a box of flies. I’ll share a list of flies for Patagonia fly fishing our guides recommended. We’re fortunate that they provide all the flies, but if you’re a fly tier and…

Our home waters, the Metolius River, had been closed below Allingham Bridge for a couple of weeks due to the wildfires ravaging Oregon. Smoke in Sisters had been unhealthy, much like a lot of Oregon cities and the rest of the West. The smoke cleared for a couple of days and my wife looked at…

Pale Morning Duns, otherwise known as PMDs, are an important hatch for fly fishers. These flies are a size 16 -18. The hatch begins in late May and will continue through September. Generally, they will hatch in the afternoon. Mayflies in general spend much of their life as a nymph, rummaging around the rocky stream…

This week’s Throw Back Thursday Fly is the Stalcup CDC Loop Wing Emerger. This fly was the creation of Shane Stalcup, a talented and innovative fly tyer. The fly pattern sheet can be found HERE. I first learned of Stalcup’s flies in his book Mayflies “Top to Bottom” (2002). I thought it was interesting looking at the…

It’s time for another odds and ends post because I have several topics rattling around in my head. The end of October is a time of transition for me. The dry fly fishing opportunities are fewer every day I’m on the water and I hear the vise calling my name. I hope to catch up…