Collaborating with artists on our monthly stickers is something we love to do. This round, we’re stoked to feature Dawson, an artist and angler based in South Carolina. He shared a few words with us for the blog…check it out!…
If you want to fly fish throughout the year, wading for it isn’t a bad idea. It keeps you connected to the force that holds those finned creatures we love to chase and it keeps you in the outdoors outside…
If your January was anything like mine, it was filled with equal parts landed vs. lost trout and it felt like an entire year over the course of thirty-one days. Ya, it took forever to get through and there were…
Tell us a little about yourself… My name is Alex Schaffer Czech, and I live in Santa Cruz, California. By day, I teach art and graphic design full time at Los Gatos High School. When I am not managing my…
Knots: you either love ‘em or you hate ‘em. If you’re a lover of knots, you must know how to tie them; if you’re the latter, maybe it’s time to sharpen up your skills. Personally, I tend to botch certain…
Fishing in the cold months takes dedication – especially in Colorado. So, to keep you inspired with some tips and tricks, we connected with Postfly & Wade Rod Co. Ambassador, Shyanne Orvis, to get her take on winter fly fishing,…
Winter weekends are meant for sleeping in, slow coffee and – no, scratch that. Winter weekends are for chasing trout. Even in sub-zero temps, fish are still hungry and we still have the itch for that tug. So, as any…
It’s snowing across much of the country, rivers are starting to ice up, and your monster trout photo DMs are being replaced with photos of friends holding cocktails in Fishmas ugly sweaters. All of this can only mean one thing:…
The fishing can get finicky this time of year. The air temperature is dropping, the fish are getting pickier when it comes to the food they’re willing to chase (or not chase), and the season can really start to slow…
I’m woken by the sleep talking of a three year old “where are you going with that?…let’s take the horses down to the river”. Once he falls silent, I lay in this ocean of a bed remembering last night’s tequila…