Tag: fly fishing writing

Monday Morning Memo – Take No Memos!

| February 5, 2018 | 0 Comments

Monday is Memo-Free

Good Monday morning to those of us who still read! This is the year that we remind everyone that #readingisfun – as if we needed reminding!

Funny thing, the word “memos” isn’t it? I am hardly a political beast, but the beasts are certainly on the loose, and marauding through such banal ditches as the “comments” on an Instagram photograph, and much, much further. I would call it a “stumble” on my part; posting a politically charged photograph of a bumper sticker that read, “DOES YOUR TRUMP STICKER MAKE YOU FEEL STUPID YET?” – which I posted with the comment “no comment.” Well … yes, there were comments, a record number of comments for one of my images. Let’s just say I’ll never do that again! Continue Reading

Fall Weather Patterns Bring Sketchy Fly Fishing

| October 12, 2017 | 0 Comments

North Texas Temperatures Swing Fly Fishing Action Sand Bass Hotspot

I had to get out of the house, and take a break from the Finn yesterday. Somebody forgot to tell me what a full-time job it is to raise a cow dog indoors and train him to be at least a little bit civilized. We have a long way to go.

Medical problems with family in Houston and Weslaco, Texas, don’t make the static any less in my attic either. The Clyde story for Drake magazine is in the can, editor approved and endorsed — and that helps clear the charged air. The burden of what I saw in Rockport and Port A did lead me to “put my money where my mouth is” so to speak. I applied for two FEMA photography job openings, one in Houston and the other in Corpus Christi, Texas. Does a 56-year-old white male stand a chance? Hell no, but I just keep trying for some strange reason (you photographer-readers hurry to the .GOV site now and apply!). If you are FEMA connected, how about a little real help here?

I ran a post on the Texas Fishing Forum – Hurricane Harvey on TFF – discussion boards, and guess what? There’s no discussion on the disaster, and as of this writing, not a single comment. I now pause to scratch my head and wonder … Is there something wrong with these folks, or is it me?

It is pretty obvious I am still jazzed by the adrenalin of photojournalism. Heck, I chased a house fire the other day on instinct. And I felt the adrenalin kick in just a little … actually, it felt good to roll back to my professional zero, where my photographic journey began. Why not start over? We do it almost every time we fly fish – on a small and large scale, don’t we? Every cast is a new beginning. Every change of fly starts us casting in the same spot we last casted. One day there are fish, the next they are gone.


For example, yesterday I had to run the boat, and went with a map that had popped up on the website Texas Fishing Forum over the last couple of days. It had pins for sand bass (deep) on Lake Ray Roberts. I went for one pin, and criss-crossed it using my electronics during what should have been sand bass primetime. Winds were near zero, so navigation was incredibly simple just south of a Wolf Island point. Nada.

So to beat the dark I made the run back to the Sanger Boat Ramp to work the submerged road. Low-and-behold, about ten minutes before dark the sand bass appeared in two feet of water and deep in a nearby cove – by the hundreds. Large sand bass every cast. So today, I will be doing a sundowner there (kayakers come join the armada!), and boxing a few of these tasty tacos to feed the family. Text me if you need directions. It is a very short paddle. I have room on board for one.

Reel Recovery TexasCome Saturday? I will be giving back some time to Reel Recovery. I will attend the Glen Rose event to photograph attendees and facilitators all day long Saturday, and if you are involved in any way with Texas Reel Recovery (the National organization expressed disinterest in my photography – to help them with their identity Nationally), I was the receiver of that much-needed service last year, and I appreciate all you facilitators do, your own personal sacrifices to make these events possible. Regardless of the National organization’s response to my photography (I carried the camera last year as a participant and did write a story as well), on the Texas level I did receive many compliments on my work from the Texas folks. See you there.



Weekend Of Thought Gathering Perhaps

| June 3, 2017 | 0 Comments

Which is Worse

I am still deciding which is worse; blunt force trauma to the head, or 35 rounds of radiation to the head-and-neck. But since I never suffered blunt force head trauma, that I remember, I guess I will have to go with radiation.

Needless to say, the weather has smashed an otherwise fabulous weekend to smithereens – not good enough, not bad enough to make me challenge or retreat … just enough to stop outdoor life, and send me to the sound room where I am spinning the new Roger Waters while contemplating.

Speaking of guides, and stories, photography and such …

What do we say of the new cover of local magazine “D” (as in Dallas)? Rob Woodruff, Orvis Endorsed Guide (lest we forget to mention) graces the cover this month! Is that amazing, or what? Rob has obviously worked very hard to get where he is, and this is about as close* to the pinnacle of free advertising that any Texas (spelled Oklahoma) guide could ever hope for – in an entire career. Since Rob has apparently made lemonade out of the lemon that became of Beaver’s Bend after the floods, this marketing feat is even more impressive to little old me. I’d sure like someone to tell me my name rolled off his lips – even oncemuch less the 231 times he’s been mentioned here over the years.

For those readers (and haters at the extreme fringe of readers) who think this writer is about his own journey? I only wish you were right. Because if you were right, I would have written about myself in the Summer edition of Drake Magazine. Instead, you will find an article on Danny Scarborough** in the magazines “urban fly fishing” department for the, yet to be released, Summer of 2017. I certainly enjoy working with Danny to expose what he’s doing in Houston to a larger audience, a MUCH larger audience. What will it do for me?

I am hopeful that with a little luck and divine intervention, the new article will finally attest to the fact I am about writing about and photographing OTHER fly fishers and guides for publications – more than myself. And perhaps, just perhaps a few guides and readers (anywhere and everywhere) will get the idea (finally) that maybe what they do is worthy of print and photography. Stories need to come to me now, and in volume …

And believe it or not, my writing is not limited to knowledge of the subjects you find here! Test me if you like, about anything but math of course. For example, if you pick up the latest issue of Lone Star Outdoor News, you will find a story on artist Mike Quinn out of Santa Fe, Texas. So besides all the other subjects I write about, add art and history to the list (yeah, the art minor and the economic history minor may help a little bit).

***So who really hits the pinnacle of free press for Texas fly fishing guides this month / this first half of the Texas year? You tell me. I would love to hear from you. And if you know of other publications I should be begging at the door of, let me know about that too – for goodness sake!

Thanks for reading. Stay dry. Have a great first weekend in June, and maybe I will have something interesting to say by Monday Morning! Shine on you crazy diamonds!


“Back Seat With Fish” by Henry Hughes – Fly Fishing Book Review

| May 9, 2017 | 0 Comments

Poet Henry Hughes’ book, “Back Seat with Fish – A Man’s Adventures in Angling and Romance,” is a far ranging autobiography that documents Hughes earliest fishing experiences and memories on Long Island through growing up and into a life as an observer writer of his observations.

I asked Dr.Hughes about his memories of his early fishing years, and how he documented them. “I’ve kept a journal off and on, and wrote and received lots of letters since high school … I kept detailed journals in college and during my time in Asia. The early years on Long Island were retrieved through memory and in revisiting all those places and talking to lots of people.”

henry hughes back seat with fish

As the book unfolds, and Hughes matures through life, his writing also matures and the horizons of his fishing adventures take him across oceans to Japan, China, Malaysia and Alaska are all penned on his map. Not only does he fish these faraway places, Hughes also drinks in the culture, eats fish we would never imagine.[ppw id=”163402188″ description=”Book Review Back Seat With Fish” price=”.25″]

Hughes’ awareness of how the environment effects fish; catching certain fish because of new conservation efforts, and finding none when a favorite place is fished out – also becomes more sharp and important as his fishing life continues.

“We all know conservation is key, and when I saw the human degraded waters of East Asia, I became especially worried about what could happen to America. We can’t let industry and land development get out of control. I lobby and vote in favor of environmental protection. I’m not against growth and industry, but we can’t go the way of China with polluted air and water,” Dr. Hughes said.

There’s a heavy dose of his personal relationships that certainly add a dimension to the journey, and some may say this is a “guy’s book” because of his attention to detail, and willingness to use a woman’s fishing IQ as a primary measure of compatibility.

This book does have mature subject matter. I asked Dr. Hughes how he would rate the age appropriateness of “Back Seat With Fish,” and he said, “I asked my wife’s opinion because she teaches young adult fiction and has a good sense of appropriate material. She says that Back Seat with Fish is okay for readers over 16. As you know, there are references to sex, alcohol and marijuana.”

Along the way Hughes contemplates the deeper questions we long-time anglers think about in slower moments. Do the fish feel pain? Why is there such joy in feeling a fish struggle? Hughes looks fish in the eye, and knows that he must kill and eat some of them. He also gave me an interesting recipe for cooking one of his favorite fish, the common carp.

You can find Henry Hughes writing for magazines, like Gray’s Sporting Journal, and The Flyfishing and Tying Journal. “Back Seat with Fish” is available from Skyhorse Publishing at www.skyhorsepublishing.com.


Friday FISH FLASH Zero Birthdays and The Drake Magazine

| April 28, 2017 | 1 Comment

Heading around the horn, around the bend and down the road.

Welcome to your FISH FLASH for the weekend. Of course I’ll be putting information about a lot of things behind the .25-cent curtain, which few afford to lift – and helps thin crowds, separating the pretenders as it were. There’s a deep tip on where to find huge grass carp on Ray Roberts (remember last year’s tails?), a heads-up on The Drake Magazine, and finally some tips for what to do with your spouse if one of those treacherous “0” birthdays is upon you.


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and where the buffalo roam – HINT: Both are found together often times! These weather patterns are set up perfectly for finding huge escapee grass carp on Ray Roberts, but you’ll have to beef everything up to have a chance. Remember grass carp on Ray Roberts (check your local lake laws) are a CATCH AND KILL fish. I strongly advise doing so. If you don’t? you’re breaking the law.

So look for that action in 3-4 feet of water in the flats like Lantana. These fish will be in the 30-50 pound range. You will see fins out when they swim. You will see huge swirls. You will see tails down, and giant muds when they work an area in schools. Compare this fish, in all its sliminess, to catching a permit. No, maybe a permit’s easier. Twenty-pound straight fluorocarbon and a fly with color (in mud clouds), a fly with little color for open shots.

This FISH FLASH comes with a warning: WATCH THE DAMN WEATHER! We’re aiming for the times between storms, the calm, but they may be very brief. I am very satisfied with the APP – HI-DEF RADAR. Give that one a try. It is straight forward about not “forecasting” movement with radar, which seems very intelligent to me!

So your location for that is Lantana Flats or any other flats in the northeast region of Ray Roberts. There is another location I’d like you to check out, and that’s the Trinity right below Ray Roberts Dam. I was there yesterday picking a bushel of blackberries (no not phones), and was there a few days back: There is a big flow going and tons of gar gulping air. They’re gulping air, make no mistake, but they will eat subsurface. Think white, and rope flies. ALSO: Check out the bends further down by parking at the equine park (down at the bridge and bend), and work your WAY UP THE RIVER. Stay at a distance and look on your edge for schools of huge HUUUGE buffalo up on the flat banks that are now flooded. These guys will hoover your fly on cloudy days, as they do not feel nearly as threatened (exposed to birds) when the sun is gone. THEY WILL SUCK, and they are bigger and badder than any hybrid. Don’t forget to take a baggie, and if you hands are tender – a glove, for picking blackberries. This first picking is about done, but with rain this weekend, the second crop will be a bumper crop!


“I loaded 16-tons and what did I get? Another day older, and deeper in debt. Saint Peter don’t you call ‘cause I owe my soul to the company store!” – Merle Travis

Okay I unloaded about a ton-and-a-half yesterday, and nicely completed the walkways around the back yard. I warned that this was it until at least July. When it comes to the yard, the job that never ends, just ended. I’ve had enough.

I’ve had a lot of bad shite happen to me on spousal birthdays that end in the dread ZERO. I hope this one’s different. Tomorrow is “DB” Day – ‘da birthday, and I should be pretty far gone by the time it wraps up for her tomorrow night.  TIP: Just follow orders, and keep busy if there are none, and whatever you do, DON’T FISH! It’s up to you guys to keep me busy and out of my own house and yard! Well, it’s up to you and Tom Bie, publisher of The Drake Magazine …


I submitted an article about a month ago to Tom (yes he said to call him Tom), and although he was pensive at first, at not knowing me, or what I could do in the way of photography and writing; he was effusive (see subscribers get the big words) after I sent him the manuscript and photography on Danny Scarborough fly fishing the Houston Bayous. He was so pleased, in fact, that he contacted me last night to let me know Clyde is in Dallas, and asked if I wanted to do a Texas ride-along since he liked the first article so much. For the record: I didn’t know I had it in me to be up to make the writer’s list for The Drake, but now the pressure’s on. Tom said he is planning for the Houston Bayou story to run in the summer issue.

I am certainly about the profession of writing and photography, and if you subscribers have any leads, or you yourself would make a good profession / professional story: I ALSO WANT to write business, agriculture and art stories … heck, I am interested in all topics, but need the professional publications you use – TO GO AFTER for publishing your stories. I won’t be begging you to let me help you professionally though – feel free to STEP UP and make this happen!

Thanks for subscribing, and I will let you know how things turn out. Big time emotions are right out front this weekend, but I am looking for fish Sunday — and would love to know what your plans are!