Texas Redfish

The Lower Laguna Madre is a hyper-saline bay on the southeastern tip of Texas.  Over 400 square miles in area, the estuary has almost no fluid exchange with the Gulf of Mexico to the east.  It receives most of its fresh water input from the Arroyo Colorado River, a gentle flow of water that winds its way through the agricultural lands of the surrounding citrus groves.  A critical nursery for the booming redfish population in the laguna, as well as a nursery for tarpon and the trophy spotted sea trout that thrive in the laguna, this body of water is threatened by high levels of phosphorous that are a result of agricultural fertilizer runoff in the region.  Despite this fact, the habitat remains relatively healthy, yet very threatened.  Read the rest of the story on Brian’s blog…Brian Irwin Media.

original content Brian Irwin


Student Work/Fly Fish Program

In October of 1998 Hurricane Mitchell devastated the island of Guanaja, Honduras. Over the course of 4 days the hurricane stalled out right on top of the small island. During this time, the ecosystem was damaged badly. The mangrove forests took the hardest impact. A large portion of the islands once flourishing mangrove forests did not survive the storm. The ecosystem has not been able to properly recover on its own. Today Fly Fish Guanaja pushes forward with efforts to help rehab the islands mangrove population back to its former glory. Through the efforts of the Student work program, young men and women from all over come together to propagate, plant, and restore the Mangrove forests. Over the course of a week, each team of students spends time not only working with the mangroves, but also hiking, paddle boarding, kayaking, repelling the fresh water waterfall, snorkeling, spearfishing the invasive lion fish, and of course, fly fishing for many different species of coveted game fish such as Tarpon, Permit, Snook, & Bonefish.

This sport can lead to so much more than most give it credit for.

original content Shannon Vandivier


The Land of Giants

Land of giants it is indeed.  Our angling friends in the south of Africa are constantly pushing to find new water to put adventurous anglers on.  This film focuses on the globally popular Seychelles islands in the Indian Ocean.

original content Fin Lovers


YOW

Icelandic for “YES” the YOW film crew including Shane Stalling and RC Cone hit the northern island country with surf board and fly rod with the idea that whatever presented itself in the way of water would be met with curious enthusiasm for what it might bring.  Here Shane Stalling is hooked up on the Hofsa River, beat 1, a dream come true for nearly any fly angler.  Big waterfalls, riverside cliffs and views of snowcapped mountains make this water one of the most incredible pieces of water Shane has ever fished.  To catch a salmon here was a nice bonus. 

content and photo YOW Film


Knockin’ on the Door

A great vid and insight on who will be running, using, making, innovating, designing and ultimately shaping our sport in the future from one of our newest ambassadors, Will Benson.

original content  Will Benson


A Fish Story

The yell from behind me was some combination of surprise, excitement, and “what the $&@# just happened?” I turned to see one of my two clients for the day, a twenty-something named Marko, hooked into a nice fish–the type of fish that we spent an extra 45 minutes in the car to find. The fly rod was doubled over, the reel was singing a frantic tune, and the look on his face reflected what I had heard in the yell.

Perhaps he shouldn’t have been surprised by the size of the fish thrashing at the other end of his line, seeing as how I had spent several parts of the morning’s drive telling of 16+ inch fish that we had seen on this small trickle of a mountain creek. But on the other hand, perhaps you can’t fully believe a fish story until the water explodes where your previously dead-drifting fly used to be, and you are suddenly attached to a ticked off rainbow whose ancestors most likely left this very river on a thousand mile journey into the ocean, returning wearing the badge of “steelhead”. Perhaps you can’t fully believe a fish story until you are smack dab in the middle of writing a similar one.

And so Marko was launched into a fish story of his own. But as the initial seconds of surprise and excitement still hung in the air like the mist formed when a warm Summer morning’s air meets the cold mountain water, suddenly the fish shouldered its way into the faster current and Marko’s expression changed. It changed because of a sobering realization forming in his brain: the rod that connected himself to this particular specimen had only moments before made a 10 inch fish feel like a real heavyweight…and this particular specimen could probably eat that 10 inch fish.

In that moment, and in that realization, life was breathed into the fish story. Marko’s knees suddenly didn’t feel so steady, his palms began sweating, his heart began racing. The fight was on. The fish story was unfolding, and the main question left to be answered was would the story end with this likely descendent of an anadromous fish hardwired to fight for survival landed in a net, or slowly swimming away after breaking Marko’s line–and his heart.

I stopped and watched for a few seconds with a smile on my face. Then I grabbed my net and head down-river to get a front row seat for the fight. Win or lose, I knew my job as a guide was being accomplished in that moment: I had presented an opportunity for a story to unfold, and then given them the space to write it for themselves.

original content and photo Three Weight


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