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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 Mornings Can’t Get Any Better Can They?

| February 20, 2017 | 0 Comments

Throwback Thursday – Fly Fishing Art – Get Muck on your Fly

WELCOME! I’ve made a few trips into the big ugly City lately, and I can honestly say the roads are getting a bit better. Nevertheless, I hope you are here today, safely and without adrenalin coursing through your system – from some unexpected encounter on the byways of North Texas. The roads here can still jump up and bite you hard if you don’t, “Keep your eyes on the road, and your hands upon the whee-el,” as Jim Morrison said.

There was a segment in yesterday’s Sunday Morning about a young girl scout who decided to use honesty when selling her load of Girl Scout Cookies. The piece on morality punched all the buttons, she honestly graded all the cookies – “truth in advertising” and the piece wrapped with, “Honesty can, and will prevail.” (Her box sales count is at more than 23-thousand now) Funny thing is, this site was founded on the same principle; fish, or no fish, tell the truth. And when fantasy steps in? Have it step in with both feet – fictional characters doing fictional things.


I’ll be honest with you, I sometimes fail to see the attraction of fly fisher to muck through the mud and briars of Texas creeks … in pursuit of billions of sand bass that are only attempting to satisfy their procreative instincts. They eat like stoners with the munchies, and fight like banshees, and then in the last bit of irony; they’re released by most fly fishers to continue what? Their carnal pursuits? To be caught again and eaten by those fishermen who have the good taste to eat these tiny tacos that taste good? If you’re doing all this work to catch a sand bass? Eat it for God’s sake! – is all I can think to say.

I guess this all came to my awareness when I was trudging through some thick, ankle grabbing briars on Saturday in primitive parts north of Lake Ray Roberts, Texas. Seeing where “civilization” had intruded on the creek’s obvious attraction, with trash, tracks, tires and trails that lead all around this area; I couldn’t help but wonder if I could get a backcast out of some bend in the creek. Wading was beyond the question. These creeks, which sat dry for years of drought, are filled to the brim with chocolate water – both runoff and backwash from Ray Roberts, a lake full of water.

I cast my best sand bass fly on a bend, but instantly knew the party hadn’t started here yet. Those tell-tale bumps and brushes and little munches from juvenile sand bass were nowhere to be found. And the insider info on huge (to three pound) crappie? They are not there either. Will this next round of weather this week inspire them? Will the authorities open Ray Roberts Dam again, so soon?

From where I live, it’s a drive to anywhere, the muck the lake, or wherever … and that leaves more time to think Jack Handy (deep) thoughts on the drive. I am still wondering, and determined to “write out” my curiosities on why this fascination with the muck exists, and just as importantly what I am missing in this ooze.

Stay tuned, and subscribe soon. Because that’s the only way you will know exactly when and where to sink your “muckety-muck” boots and waders knee deep in the Texas tradition of the spring runs in North Texas. Me? The clean white deck of the skiff is calling my bare toes to the edge – with a long clear backcast, and a taco to catch.


It’s interesting to see, accurately, just who is reading and who visits for this Monday thing, and never comes back (thanks to new technology). No, I don’t know WHO YOU ARE, but I see the numbers trail off the rest of the week – after this Monday thing. I would like to invite you back for the launch of a “new day” to visit Texas Fly Caster, and that’s going to be “Throwback Thursday” starting this Thursday. Throwback Thursday is a day when I throw back a story from the past – it may be paid content for free, and it may be some long forgotten DIY trip to parts unknown. I do these regular postings in the hope that you will enjoy the past along with the future adventures to parts still unknown – AND FIND YOUR OWN GOOD REASONS for visiting Texas Fly Caster all during the week!

We also shifted our Art Tuesday back to its original spot – Fly Art Friday. That seems to be a natural spot, and it gives me some time to put fresh eyes on fresh artists and get fresh information on what makes these artists tick. This week will be the most difficult of the year to fill these columns because I have a few photo shoots to punch holes in the timecard. Work is a good, if extremely rare thing to have these days.

I also hope you have plenty on your plates this week! Time is quickly flying by, and the days are noticeably longer, adding much to our good attitudes. All many of us have to do is survive what we do, to do what we want when we can.

Monday Morning Sidewalk – The Dogs Are Still Hunting in North Texas

| October 10, 2016 | 0 Comments

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Good morning! If only for a moment, welcome to our escape from the US political reality show unfolding in front of us whether we like it or not. In North Texas, it has been a tall dose of reality, as we also saw our Texas Ranger baseball team bowed down to the Toronto Bluejays in resounding fashion as well. As for the first, it was Yogi Berra who said, “It ain’t over until it’s over,” and as to the Rangers, I heard the saying, “Pitching beats hitting” somewhere, and obviously pitching loses to hitting – if it’s inferior. Now that we have survived the long Ranger baseball season, and are surviving the political season … let’s get into the fly fishing season changes.


Would you believe our carp season keeps on giving? I think there are plenty of folks who hang up ALL seasons on fly prematurely – no matter where they are, or what the fish is. Here, a burst of excitement comes with the heating of our little piece of planet that starts in April and goes into the summer. The excitement is all about carp, essentially a husky saltwater-like fish that comes along for all to see as the water warms for summer. It also helps that so many followers of the carp are working their way through a school year as teachers, administrators and parents. And they see the coming of the carp as the coming of summer, and a break from all the work, and a break from all the anemic synthetic stocker rainbow trout of the (nowadays) anemic North Texas winters. (anemic is apparently my word of the day)

If you simply read the discussion boards (anemic nowadays as well) at places like Texas Fishing Forum, you would believe that when it’s time to go back to school, the carp season is to be put away, over and done just like the summer. Well, I am here to tell you that is simply not true. Sure, there is an arc to the season, just like any freshwater season of fly fishing, and we are definitely on the downside of the carp arc by the time October rolls around North Texas. If you think it’s over, well you could dismiss what I say as “carp-chamber-of-commerce-speak,” but it ain’t over!

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As I was searching a particular area of Lake Ray Roberts for smallmouth bass Saturday, I couldn’t help but take the trolling motor ride over to a “carpy” looking area just to see if there was anybody home. I was quickly distracted from the memory of catching a yearling smallmouth on Ray Roberts a few days earlier, as the carp showed themselves to be up, tail down and feeding.

Now, I quickly realized that, just like Donald Trump now realizes, a video with audio is actually proof of character. And without video, you might have reason to question the character of reporting on carp in October as “chamber of commerce speak.” As luck would have it, I was able to get a couple of phone photos, and later I wired myself up and had a GoPro running during another carp catch. Three carp landed in the space of less than an hour. Does that tell you something? Nothing but the truth.

Sure, we are all readying for big redfish on salt in Louisiana, or Texas, and sure we are all readying for those sweet rainbows in Oklahoma, but in my neck-of-the-woods we’re also still hunting carp until the last dog dies. And I think we have about two dogs left. The end may be in sight, my latest carp so far was caught years ago on a mild November 1 day, but then maybe that last dog has a huge heart. That’s what we’re here to see this year, so stay tuned!

Please have a fantastic week as you go about your business. Perhaps you can sense a new energy level flying from these fingers these days? I guess for us “survivors*,” we never know for sure just when, if, or how we will recover. I am at the year road signs now, and finally feeling like my new reality is a whole lot better than I was beginning to think it would be; strength is catching up with energy, overeating is the norm and outlasting anyone I fish with is again my standard. Certainly, my work needs to be a more pressing obstacle to fly fishing than it currently is, but even that has been on the upswing lately. (See Texas Parks & Wildlife Cover Photograph)

*I hate the term “survivor(s)” when it comes to cancer. As for myself, I am a “cancer beater” just to be perfectly clear.

+Shannon Drawe
+Texas Fly Caster

Monday Morning Message in Chalk on the Sidewalk

| May 16, 2016 | 1 Comment

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+Shannon Drawe
+Texas Fly Caster

Good morning to you, from here, to wherever you are in the world. It was a welding weekend, where new updates to the Fly Bar were fabricated and installed. New parts [ppw id=”133618892″ description=”Texas Fly fishing and Gyotaku Printing” price=”.10″]

have even been ordered for the old reliable Jenn-Air grille, parts that should give it another dozen years of culinary delights. It’s time to get ready for the summer outdoor activities (other than fly fishing), and even a gathering of the new ntXff group later this month.

What is ntXff? It’s a loose coalition of fly fishing folks who have an interest in gathering, not to go to meetings, but gathering to go fly fishing. More information should be surfacing in coming days. Contact me if you are interested … NTXFF stands for North Texas Fly Fisher – no “s” with emphasis on the individual.

I made a fly tying video! How rare is that? It’s actually for a guy who wanted to catch carp in muddy water situations where the carp are head-down stirring up even more mud. That is a tough situation, but I have had good luck with the particular fly I demonstrate on the “Stupid Simple …” video. Regardless of my opinion of fly tying videos, they are extremely popular, and even the famous “Coyote Carp Fly” video done years ago has chalked up 27,580 views. I have a newer variation of the Coyote Carp Fly, but … making a video? Well, at least the decks are clear to shoot it on the Fly Bar … someday in the future. Maybe I can work some fly tying into the “agenda” of the first ntXff gathering? The Coyote had no problem enticing the fish below.

Carp on fly aboard East Cape Fury 2016

I did a ride-along with JB aboard his East Cape Fury last Friday afternoon, and took him to a skiff-access-only spot. First cast of the carp season off the Fury, aka. Plymouth, and we had a sweet golden bone aboard.

I’m not sure how many ways I can tell you the carp season is on and epic, and subliminally send the message – IT’S TIME TO BOOK a trip if you are ready to step up to the challenge of carp on fly. For now, there’s hardly a need to keep repeating myself, and keep heading out on the water to document / duplicate the obvious. So, we’re saving room on the calendar for more unusual outings to different locations. And I always have room for photography work, and even some new welding projects – welding yard / fencing / gates and non-structural projects. Less I stray off topic, there’s also Gyotaku printing of your fish — when you want to preserve a special fish for your home or office wall.

[/ppw]Gyotaku is also a great way to preserve your child’s first fish caught as well! Contact me for pricing and arrangements today!

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And in an effort to continually increase my economic diversity, I also started driving for a startup company here in Denton, Texas; www.wattaride.com is a 100% electric fleet of cars that are based here in Denton, and make runs to the major airports in DFW, as well as around town. You know me … I have to do my part to remove that carbon footprint and SAVE THE FISH!

Friday Fly Fishing Fandango – Stay Cool

| July 11, 2014 | 1 Comment

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Fish Courtesy – Artist Shawn Bichsel of Georgetown, Texas

The blessing of video is also its curse. Time, if it has value in your world, is eaten up and swallowed whole by the editing processes required to do GOOD videos. That is the ultimate secret in the video business, and why videographers generally didn’t suffer the “Great Demise” that still photographers have – thanks to a perfect technological storm. Video is insulated by the time it consumes, and any MWAC (Mom With A Camera) would shudder at the hours and hours of time away from motherhood, eyes attached to a big monitor, trying to figure out how to get a silk purse out of their sow’s ears.

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Fish Courtesy – Artist Shawn Bichsel of Georgetown, Texas

So, while I throw you some still images (yeah, anybody can do that right?) today – from near Georgetown, Texas, yesterday, keep in mind that the processes continue behind the curtain to bring you the video shot a week ago at Lake Whitney, Texas, and the video shot yesterday morning – for the review of the Orvis Helios 2 fly rod. (Interesting. I just handed off the Whitney video to a local rock-and-roll composer to see what he can do with it … because I know you would rather hear some original soundtrack than my droning on and on and on …)

Thanks for sticking around today, I hope your day at work is almost over. Mine begins again just as soon as this is out, and continues well into the dark hours. Thanks to artist Shawn Bichsel for catching today’s fish, and the hospitality of showing me around the waters near his home in Georgetown, Texas, yesterday. I am working on two distinct manuscripts about Shawn for publication, so if any of you professional writers / editors are reading again this afternoon, feel free to contact me for a query. I just love deadlines!

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Fish Courtesy – Artist Shawn Bichsel of Georgetown, Texas