Archive for February, 2009


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Information is a funny thing. There’s so much of it on the fly fishing related boards that has no value to anyone except the person writing it, and at the same time a real nugget can come out of all that chum on rare occasions.

When you are new to something so consuming as fly fishing, it is the boards that seem to provide fountains of information for the asking. Sure, you could subject yourself to cyber bullies, and know-it-all rednecks, or any number of other miscreants. But when you are gathering information like a sponge, it is difficult to discriminate between what is true and right, and what is false and wrong. And it is after many months of mild participation on a few boards I have gone cold turkey off all except one – the itinerant angler’s boards. There seems to be a modicum of respect on that board, and an effort to keep things on a bit of a higher level of discourse than some Texas based boards.

Another side of the boards is that it is easy to stampede fishers to a specific spot with frantic reports of many, or large, fish at Location Y. Two such examples were Texoma after the floods (anyone heard anything about the tailrace lately), and more recently the Catch & Release (C&R) area of the Blue River in Oklahoma. There was a time (sounds like an old timer talking) when the fish were crazy abundant in the water below Denison Dam on Texoma, but it got hit and hit hard. All the huffing and puffing, and all the photographs, blew that house down long ago. Really, it was an exceptional phenomenon brought on by an extreme set of circumstances that are rarely repeated. Stories abound about guys in the parking lot below the Denison Dam selling their “miracle flies” to the gullible who did not realize you could catch Stripers on just about anything due to the unique ecological circumstances brought on by the flooding.

This past fall and winter, I was one of the first few to bring attention to the C&R area of the Blue on a board, and I was quickly peppered with poster’s private messages wanting a map showing that area. I gladly provided a map or link to that location, or to one of my posts on the Blue. The last time we hit the Blue, we fished about four hours and I caught one measly fish – compared to dozens in early December. Something had happened, and we suspect it was either poaching, or (God I hope not) extreme pressure brought to bear by a burst in popularity of the C&R area on boards.

It was then that I publicly vowed to disseminate detailed information on locations on this site only, and so far that has been the case. However tempting it is to offer free (for what they cost) tidbits to folks looking for action, I have struggled to forego the local boards and comment on local fishing spots – from down the street to Galveston Island – only on texasflycaster.com. Lurking on other boards is fun now.

Then, I started thinking; Well if this is the only place to find the information, why not go to the extreme and give a location’s detail down to a GPS coordinate? It may sound like fuzzy logic, but what are the odds anyone will actually make the effort to go beyond the broad geographic location anyway? So, if you see some strange numbers appearing in a tweet, or in a story, that would be the electronic X that marks the fishing spot. Honestly, it pales in comparison to the electronics on your typical bass boat, and if you choose to find the electronic X, all I can say is tune in, zoom in and FISH ON!

Son Volt Plays Dan’s Silver Leaf Thursday Night
SON VOLT plays Dan’s in Denton, Texas, Thursday night. –Press Release Photo

If you are on the fringes of, or are unfamiliar with the “Alternative Country” movement, it can be traced, in modern form, and in part, back to a band called Uncle Tupelo.

Uncle Tupelo was a band that drew on earlier influences from the likes of The Rolling Stones, Flying Burrito Brothers, Graham Parsons and others. It was a band so loaded with talent it was destined to last only a little longer than an East Texas shooting star. Key components of the band, who stand today as a testament to the staying power of “Alt. Country” are Jay Farrar and Jeff Tweedy. Now, if you don’t know who Jeff Tweedy is, stop reading now, and move on to your favorite fishing boards and tell everyone how good you are, and leave us here to our modern musical histrionics.

Farrar and Tweedy basically traded duties as frontmen for Uncle Tupelo, and the Tupelo albums are classics – all of them. It was obvious from the beginning that it was only a matter of time before this much power and talent had to go separate ways. Old interviews even weave a document of a band that was at odds, yet together plowing new fields with the old vinyl discs digging deep furrows into untouched ground. The results were amazing, and yielded sacred fruits of creative genius. The Rosetta Stone of the Tupelo experience, produced by REM member Peter Buck, is March 16-20 1992, and is an acoustic album of a purity only rarely captured – like a truly wild Trout.

Once the star that was Uncle Tupelo burned out, Farrar went on to form Son Volt while Tweedy took the faster track with Wilco. What followed was years of tit-for-tat releases that showed the true differences, and sheer talent of the two frontmen. Farrar often has a Zen-like stream of consciousness vocal style, and Tweedy has more of a workman’s way and blue collar sensibility about his lyrics and vocals. Wilco teamed with Billy Bragg to wrestle away some stashed lyrics of Woody Guthrie from the likes of Bob Dylan, and recorded Mermaid Avenue, and Avenue II.

The discography of Wilco and Son Volt reads well, with general star ratings never falling below four, and a fresh willingess to show exactly where they were going while they were trying to get there (witness “Being There”).

So it is with great amazement and anticipation that I announce Son Volt is playing Dan’s Silverleaf here in Denton, Texas, this Thursday night. If you are an already registered member of the TexasFlyCaster nation, find me there and I will buy you two of whatever you are drinking. If you are dissatisfied with the show, I will even take you fishing to some sacred private waters as a repayment for the 16.50 door. What more do you want?2mg Xanax No Membership

I saw something out of the corner of my eye as I was making my way around our little city pond (name withheld to protect the poultry), and what did I spy, but a chicken. This was no ordinary foul, it was a big chicken. Now, I was not raised on the farm or with farm animals (contrary to what you may think), so I don’t even know my chicken from my rooster – especially when it comes to some exotic looking creature such as this.

It may not be Sasquatch, or a feral anything, but this chicken is a big wild-tame creature of some exotic variety. It has these feet, covered with feathers and a predominantly black and white coloration. Other than that, I now seek someone who can identify the chicken – at large and staying just out of reach in the thickets of North Texas. As you can see, one may get close, but not too close, before this creature runs you in circles around timber and through thorns. The least we could do is give this guy a good home, before it becomes fly fodder.

TANKING AND WEATHER

Weather in North Texas is still subject to the slings and arrows of Mother Nature, with a high in the 70′s yesterday and a high in the 50′s today. If anyone else is suffering from the doldrums, this is not the kind of weather to cure your ailment. If you thought the rising temperatures would signify a pre-prespawn, or a ruckus at the Hybrid Gauntlet, put away your trusty rods, and go to the gun show this weekend. There’s nothing going on but the rent in these parts.

Time is running out on many other fronts including any Trout stockings that may still have one or two stragglers looking for chow, or the Chain Pickerel phenomenon that dissipates in March on some East Texas waters. JH even had a couple of cents worth to contribute when it comes to that seriously delayed records hunt. He thinks a full on East Texas assault is in order, and has even picked out a bizarre quarry in Grinnel. Now, I know zero about Grinnel, except they look like another missing link in the evolutionary chain, and that alone qualifies them for true “Culture on the Skids”. If you “hate” the lovely Carp, you’re really going to “HATE” Grinnel.

Smile and Grinnel for the camera
Bowfin or Grinnel. Welcome to the prehistoric fishing network.
Honestly, about the only game in town are tanks, and they certainly are a great way to get back into the swing of things – as opposed to running out to the Jetties with your ten weight, stone cold and out of shape, and throwing blind for four hours. Besides the regular tanking, I am working on a Tank Network, where members can share access and information. Since we all realize how polluted most of our waters are, and especially tanks, anyone wishing to share access to a tank should rest assured; the only thing to do on tanks is strict catch-and-release. If you are fishing on city ponds, streams that have runoff, park ponds, city bound rivers, and inland Gulf Coast waters, why take a chance? If someone knows of a pristine tank or city pond, please feel free to speak now, or forever release your fish.

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