June 11th, 2008
The small Central American country of Panama is often over shadowed by it’s neighbor Costa Rica, but if your looking to get away from the crowds and are willing to explore, Panama is the perfect location. I was somewhat overwhelmed when Chelsea and I arrived in Panama City and started pouring over the maps we had of Panama. For being such a small country there is an amazing amount of coastline, lakes, and rivers to explore. We first headed north along the Pacific coast weaving up into the mountainous jungle and back down to the broad Pacific beaches. Most of the Pacific side did not appeal to me for fishing with long featureless beaches. One exception was the small village of Boca Chica where I finally found mangrove islands, lagoons, and feisty fish. I hired a local to take Chelsea and I out in his panga and we fished along the dense mangrove for a few hours in the evening. I was fishing heaven hooking up and catching baby Tarpon, Snook, and Jacks. The fish were relatively small but there was a high population of them.
January 30th, 2008
It’s been am epic, record breaking year for snow in Telluride. The skiing has been out of this world and it just keeps getting better. My mind should be focused solely on skiing but lately all I can think about is digging out a rod and casting to trout. Winter fishing in this area is not usually very productive and due to the massive snowfall and cold weather this year it’s not looking good at all. Racking my brain to come up with a solution, on Saturday I headed down from the mountains and the perfect skiing to the town of Montrose to fish a section of the Umcompaghre that was new to me. I prepared myself to get skunked and hoped casting my rod for a few hours would cure my winter fly fishing blues. I found a nice section of river with clear water and some promising deep runs. I was elated when my indicator dipped below the surface on my second cast and I pulled in a 11 inch Rainbow. With a fresh smile on my face I landed 4 more fish in that first hole and could not believe my luck. Chelsea arrived a few minutes later and we spent the beautiful sunny Saturday afternoon fishing and surprisingly catching 11-12 inch Browns and Rainbows. I would like to believe that we just had the skill and right flies for the day, but I think we were helped with a recent stocking in the river. Whatever was the cause for our luck, we had an amazing day alone on a beautiful little river catching Trout in January in Colorado. Hoping to get my mind back on skiing this seemed to backfire and all I can think about is getting to a river again.
November 10th, 2007
I’m writing this post sitting in some lounge furniture in the early morning light at the Isla Holbox Fly Fishing Lodge on the Gulf of Mexico. When I was originally planning my trip down to Mexico I was set on heading south out of Cancun to the legendary Bonefish and Permit waters of Ascencion Bay but had a change of plans at the last minute when I was asked to go to a little Island to the north called Isla Holbox to shoot some photos. I had little chance to research the place before I left and just hoped for the best. What I discovered is one of the true gems of saltwater fly fishing.
October 27th, 2007
Staring down through the break in the clouds my heart races as the spectacular New Zealand landscape reveals itself to me. This is the place that has occupied my dreams since I first picked up a fly rod and had my life change forever. About two-thirds the size of California, New Zealand boasts an astounding variety of landscape and climatic zones. Flying high above this amazing land, two of my closest friends Ben Knight, Tim Trevithick, and I remain quiet, fantasizing about the next six weeks together in trout heaven. Our plan is to spend roughly three weeks on the South Island and three on the North fishing, hiking, sea kayaking, camping, and oh yeah more fishing.