The Logic of Bonefish Leaders
- By: Chico Fernandez
- Photography by: Jim Butler
For the third day in a row I had set my alarm for 5 a.m, and after a quick cup of café con leche I drove across the then-small city of Miami (this was in the early ’60s), over three bridges and onto Key Biscayne. Then, after a left turn onto a narrow, partially hidden, sandy road, I parked under a large seagrape tree, a tree I had parked under many times before. From there, just a quarter-mile walk along the beach brought me to the northeast shore of the key, where I looked out on a large, open flat facing the ocean.
South Fork
- By: Maximilian Werner
- Photography by: Maximilian Werner
The last time Greg and I fished together was in 2008 on the Fremont River (see “On the Lower Fremont: Part II”), and I had been trying to get him to come back ever since. Despite a handful of conversations to that effect, 2009 came and went. Then 2010 rolled around and the ritual of half-promises and unfinished phone calls started all over again. Understandably, Greg was noncommittal: He was up to his elbows in teaching obligations, and as a recent divorcee, he was busy reorienting himself to the new world and juggling love interests. But when the infernal hand of July came knocking, he did what a lot of Arizonans do: He looked for a way out.
Tiny Dubbed BWOs
- By: A. K. Best
- Photography by: A. K. Best
I prefer to use stripped-and-dyed rooster-neck hackle quills for all my mayfly imitations. Since the advent of Asian bird flu, however, strung Chinese rooster-neck hackle has not been easy to find. And our own domestic quill-body capes, although very good, are not always…
Saltwater Destination Planner 2011
I WAS TAKING ADVANTAGE OF THE beauty of the low Mexican morning sunlight to shoot photos of my friend Dave casting toward the white-sand shoreline…when Dave paused his cast. Our guide quietly, very serious now, said “Si.” About 50 yards down the beach appeared a dark shape hovering over the sand—a piece of driftwood? No, it was a snook. A huge snook. Dave, a lefty, was having a hard time loading the rod with the cross-wind. As the guide poled our skiff closer to the dark form, Dave told me to step up on the casting deck. I put down my…
- Ojo Del Toro!
- An ounce of Protection
- Sex Dungeons, Yellow Yummies, Moscow Mules
- Undersize Me
- Upfront Notes
- Streamers on Calm Waters
- Cutthroat Commandos
- From Scratch: Fly Rods
- State of the Bluefin
- The Logic of Bonefish Leaders
- The Feathered Wizardry of Dr. Tom
- The Magic of the Adams
- Fly Fishing Book Reviews
- N.Q. (Not Quite) Spinner
- Angling Trade
- LIve Wood
- New Gear
- Tenkara
Write and Enter
The Robert Traver Fly-Fishing Writing Award is once again open for entries. Send your work of fiction or non-fiction by the May 16, 2011, deadline to: Traver Fly Fishing Writing Award, Fly Rod & Reel Magazine, P.O. Box 370, Camden, ME 04856. We're looking for: “A distinguished original essay or work of short fiction that embodies an implicit love of fly-fishing, respect for the sport and the natural world in which it takes place, and high literary values.” Send in a typed, double-space manuscript of no more than 3,500 words, along with an electronic copy on a disc. E-mail submissions won’t be accepted. Go to flyrodreel.com “News” section for complete contest details.
WEB BONUS: Running the Dean
- By: Greg Thomas
Lodge information about BC West, from Greg Thomas' feature "Running the Dean" in the Winter 2010-2011 issue of Fly Rod & Reel, on sale now...
- Write and Enter
- Adventures in Art
- Pricing Models
- Upfront Notes
- Kudo Awards 2011
- The Bonefish Special
- Ask FRR
- Tiny Dubbed BWOs
- Back Into New Zealand
- Reviewing: Opening Days, The Never-Ending Stream and Flytyers' Flies
- Saltwater Destination Planner 2011
- New/Old Photos
- Angler of the Year 2011
- Bull Fights
- Letters
- New Gear
- Running the Dean
- School Matters
- Great Bear
- Saifish School
2011 Robert Traver Fly-Fishing Writing Award
- By: Fly Rod and Reel



