Cabin fever sets up its final blow. It’s been cold, snowy, and rainy for two months. The fisherman that holds the reins in my brain is facing impending implosion, when, for a brief spell, the clouds lift. 30s turn into 60s—70s, even—and the resulting breeze turns the a...

Starting a little over a week ago, southwest Virginia has received over five inches of rain, and it's predicted we'll get about two more in the next week. The rivers are swollen, and most busted their banks, but right now we're seeing a light but steady pattern of prec...

The rapid was still in sight. Its white symphony took first chair to the wind, and the cold followed third—silent and subtle, but heard. I made another cast to a piece of rocky structure. It was labored, with many false casts. Fly line doesn’t shoot through guides when...

My eyes snapped open mid-morning. The previous night found me restless—scouring charts, tables; interpreting the forecasts; weighing my options. Tides were slight; the weather, poor. “Cold spell” complaints were being tossed about Southwest Florida tackle shops like li...