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Happy Monday Birthday Thomas McGuane

| December 11, 2017

Good Monday Morning to you all! To say the world is frazzled just doesn’t do the frenetic pace justice these days … but today is Thomas McGuane’s birthday, and at the ripe young age of 78-years, I do hold out hope that I will find myself alive and well at his age.

For those unacquainted with McGuane, he is very nearly the antithesis of diarist John Gierach in his writing style. Yeah, I read both, but I guess I am old enough to have my preferences — and crazy enough to express them in a public forum. Heck, PC’s done nothing for me, that much is certain.

If you are seeing holes in the timeframe of posts, fly outings and such; that is because we just finished our largest and most successful ever “Leslie’s Backyard Holiday Art Show” last Saturday (no fly guys showed up with the secret password by the way), and today begins a short run “Pop-Up Shop” in Downtown Denton, Texas. Throw that together with a 32-hour-three-day work weekend for yours truly, and now you’re getting it? … the big picture.

Texas turned downright cold last week and the folks along the coast were freaked by the snow show from Corpus Christi, all the way up to Houston, Texas. I am still shaking my head because we had no snow here in North Texas – simply amazing. AND we are in a full-on burn ban here in Denton County, and yes, a full on drought once again. I, for one, am very happy for the salt to have a winter cold snap. THAT IS normal, and I believe the fish need NORMAL.

I’ll say it once again: The only place that does not get drought? Saltwater. They can suffer in other ways from the lack of freshwater intake, but there’s always water on the salt. Are you getting the picture of the future yet?

I had enough time to talk with people I trust about the state of the Art State over the weekend, and specifically how the internet has changed flavors so clearly this year. Folks have gone from the ease (sickness) of Facebook (and its fake news), to even shorter formats – Instagram. Now, you know I never miss the opportunity to drop my year of membership to social media, but I am pretty much moved on past Instagram as a venue – especially since it has been corrupted this year by the “likers” who don’t look at actual images, but try and entice a “like-for-like” response from other “Instagrammers.” Instagram is corrupted, and therefore pretty much an illegitimate format. I only “like” things I look at, and that hurts my standings of course.

No, we’re headed into long form in 2018 – the Loooooong Form. From the continuing challenges of YouTube, and over to a new-again interest in Podcasting that I am taking on as the ultimate challenge: painting a story in the mind’s eye, but keeping it technically easy and easy access and easy listening. Those are huge challenges, by the way. AND we will move into live broadcasting in 2018, simulcasting actually, any fixed reporting from the Fly Bar as well as any other opportunity that lends itself to the Periscope or Snapchat world (once again out in front of the fly fishing powers that be).

Have a great week, and feel free to call me if you are interested in truly unique gift shopping here in Denton, Texas! I will be working at the Pop-Up Shop several hours on weekdays, so come on by. Our hours are such that you can get off work in DFW, and come up here for shopping and a meal out in Downtown Denton, Texas. This shop will close just after Christmas, and the hours will get shorter right at Christmas, so make your plans and call me if you need more information!

Monday Morning Sidewalk Leads Everywhere

| December 4, 2017

All About Fly Fishing in Texas and Texas Artists That Fish

Good Monday Morning, and a heck of a Monday it is! There’s nothing quite like having a piece of the weekend with my art family to bring the good vibes and creative juices back into alignment in my grey matter.

Of the three day Randy Brodnax & Friends Christmas Show at Sons of Hermann Hall, I was able to get yesterday to hang out and help out my wife and her business, Cimarrona, for the entire day. But … there’s no rest for the weary.

We now begin preparing for the “Leslie’s Backyard Show,” here in our back yard this coming Saturday. It is a one day show with eleven different vendors (give or take 1), and runs all day Saturday the 9th. of December.

AT THE SAME TIME, we are about to open a new temporary Pop-up-Christmas shop just off the Square in Downtown Denton, Texas. This opportunity presented itself, and we had to take the leap on an idea I had for Denton retail (was it four years ago already?). The ideas never seem to be the problem. It’s the funding, and the price is right this time! Thanks to our friends at Flower Garden Florist for making this happen.

There will be a formal invite going out to my readers, for both of these opportunities this week, so stay tuned. Unfortunately, the single fish oriented artist I had lined up didn’t have a good grip on his calendar when he originally committed, meaning I have no fish artists to offer Texas Fly Caster attendees. I will set aside some very exclusive beer for anyone who reads this and uses the code phrase “Tight Lines” at the Fly Bar. “Tight Lines” gets you a special refreshment, and you may need a DD to get home.

There will be a follow-up post tomorrow, with scenes from the Randy Brodnax Show, and a vendor list for Saturday’s show will probably be with that post as well.

If you don’t make it back tomorrow, be sure to scroll down later in the week, and see what you’ve missed. We obviously have a lot on our plates, as the holidays approach, and with a little luck, maybe a line or two in the water.

KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE Texas Fly Caster INSTAGRAM feed for image / gift updates (in case you don’t read).

Remember … “Tight Lines” …

Monday Morning Sidewalk – Bass O Matic

| November 13, 2017

Bass on Fly Rod

Good Monday Morning, or what’s left of it! This could be a week for the memoir after another weekend to forget! A book review pressing down on me – guess I should be different and actually read the book. This one’s right up our alley, “The Best Bass Flies,” subtitled, “How to Tie and Fish Them.”

It’s funny, I threw my box at them last week on Lewisville Lake, and what worked in the end, and worked quite well? The last fly I tied on was a Black / Black Clouser on a circle jig hook. I found some very good structure around a high pressure cove, and picked off four there, before heading back over to the old dam riprap I had just covered with a different fly – and put the hit on fish there as well. IT WAS the fly. And, if YOU are fly fishing for bass right now, and everything’s right, but everything’s wrong; try a super-slow retrieve to go with an impressionistic fly.

One nice thing about Lewisville Lake is that you can find cover from our prevailing winds this time of year – those would be the NORTH or SOUTH winds. This lake may provide cover, but it feels  like the bigger bass have departed. I can’t wait to challenge them this spring.

I have some feelers out for new stories to work this off-season, but am not hearing back from my primary contacts at the moment. Seems like everyone is busy these days, these weekdays anyway. What’s up with that? I am looking for anyone who would be interested (not magazine story related) in a day trip to the Blue River this week, or maybe a meetup in BendBow. Just let me know.

Well, it’s on to a pending welding project, a pending website build and post production on images for a band and that website build. Throw in a new product I am creating for the skiff crowd – doing a “Go Fund Me” for that one – and this week was over when it began.

Enough said, let me know what YOU are doing and where you are catching these days. If you say, “PK below the dam,” I would say, “You must live closer than I do!” I may make it out that terribly long way once the TPWD starts feeding the striper some fresh trout, but until then … have at it.

 

Not Enough Time

| November 10, 2017 | 0 Comments

It’s Friday, and tomorrow is Veteran’s Day.

Thank you to all the veterans I know, those I don’t, and those we lost in the just pursuit of goodness, the defeat of evil and the ongoing struggles for a tolerant world where all nationalities can walk the globe without fear.

The big chill has settled in here in North Texas – FINALLY! It’s a wet cold, a “bone chiller” is what I call it.

We don’t have any YouTube Texas Fly Fishing Report today, and I am probably going to tune that down and refocus on cold water reporting from Oklahoma, and audio podcasting — as time allows. It seems to make sense of seasonal changes – until I live in a place where the seasons never REALLY change anymore.

Time Ticks Away

I had two photo shoots at different ends of the spectrum yesterday – from a cabinet making business in the afternoon, to a band called “Hip Hop Hooray” last night at Lava Cantina in The Colony, Texas. Each presented their own unique challenges, but I think we can get along with the resulting photography.

I am still working on the podcast of the interview of Captain Chuck Naiser, and realize that my learning curve is weakest when it comes to actual SPEED of getting these things done. It’s a bit difficult when there’s more than 45-minutes of monologue to get through and whittle down to a manageable, but still engaging journey. There’s just not enough hours in my weeks these days!

#flyfishing #texasfishing #VeteransDay

 

Monday Morning Sidewalk

| November 6, 2017 | 0 Comments

Fly Fishing Isn’t Depressing

Good morning wherever you happen to be this Monday morning! I actually wonder where each of you are this morning, and how you’re actually doing – believe it or not.

Last week was one to mark on the calendar. My wife and I, in that order, were stunned by the passing of a new friend who we’d come to know only a short time ago. My wife and her had become quick friends, and she was perfectly healthy going-and-doing. They made a trip together back in May, and she hadn’t been feeling good, so off to the doctor. Diagnosis; terminal pancreatic cancer (terminal is all I have ever heard of when it comes to pancreatic). Fifty-seven-years-old and so much more to do … it’s a time when we struggle to make sense out of the loss. I know you young whippersnappers probably think 57 is old, but let me tell you; you’ll be there in the blink of an eye, and it’s not old.

Now that I have cheered you up for the week! There is a small window to fish this week as the windows do get smaller. It actually looks like today is the best day to be on the water, and Wednesday could be a good day to be at the water somewhere river fishing (and testing your rain gear).

I am starting to see a lot more real fly fishing information being broadcast using Instagram feeds these days, and from folks who were dragged into the whole “social networking” thing against their will. You’d think they invented Instagram by their followings. And some of them have (smartly) taken those loyalists from their Texas Hill Country guiding adventures to … their new guiding adventures on the Texas Gulf Coast. Heck of a deal, if I do say so myself. I like to think I can see a lot of things coming, but I never saw this uprising of the Hipster Fly Movement, much less that I was an early part of it. Thankfully, this tide raises all boats – even if it is possibly just a new generation of “sports.” Time will tell … ADD tends to knock a bunch of these guys off the branches before they wear out their first fly line … and out goes the tide.

Finishing on the bright side: My Grandmother down in the Borderlands turns 98-years-old this week. Now that is a life of length and girth. She’s been a bit ornery lately, but the Greatest Generation has a right to be that way, don’t they?

That time change had me up early this morning, confused by it all, and taking advantage of the opportunity – to get this out, and to maybe hitch up the boat, waiting for a weather break, in the driveway since Thursday. I was determined to add some fly fishing records to the boat this year, but learned my lesson. I started too late in the year, and stayed way too close to home. The fall bite is a lot tougher, but lays the waypoints for next spring.