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This blog is about my life as a fly fisherman, guide, and fly fishing instructor in and around Northern Virginia and Washington D.C.

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Fishing Spam

For the second time in a year I have recieved this e-mail. Please feel free to respond to Christopher for me:

Message - Hello, My name is Christopher Walter and i will like to enquire if there is availability for 5 persons whom will be coming to spend their ten days vacation trip with your company....our company has requested we present our preferred period for our vacation, which we have chosen to spend on a fishing, as such i will like you to present me with your free days on your fishing periods for the year 2015 Please note that we would require a boat or two depending on space for our vacation holiday...on this note i kindly request you get back to me with availability stands and accommodation if any...then present me with the sum-total cost for all running through a period of ten days We are all looking forward to arriving at your base and having our desire fun filled vacation for the specified period of time, which we hope to be memorable to initiate such subsequent fishing vacation trips we would like you to arrange this below mentioned packages for us. (1)lodging(if available) (2)fishing guides and 2 boat(optional) running for 8hr each day(we did go for one boat if you have one big enough for the 5persons). (3)total packages. Hope this is clear enough..,as such i await a response from you via a reply email to this email address, so we can proceed and possibly book/hold down our reservation /spot... NB: mode of payment; Credit card.... Best Regards, Christopher Walter London, UK

On a side note, spam is one of the best baits out there. Put a sugar cube size piece on a hook and drop it in. The problem is it might fall off if you try to cast it, and turtle slove the stuff. Taking a turtle off a hook is no fun.  They hiss and will go for your fingertips. And some of  your fishing buddies might try to eat it. 

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Kramer Hates Sand Too

Watching some Seinfeld right now, the one where George pretends to be a marine biologist.

I hate sand, a lot. I can't stand the stuff. It gets in your clothes, food, hair, eyes, and where the sun don't shine (unless you are on a nudy beach.) I still have sand in a backpack from riding a ATV through the Namib Desert in 1998.

I avoid the beach as if it were covered in basset hounds and scorpions. And this episode has someone who doesn't like sand either.

Yes, I wear flip flops at the beach too. Can't stand the feel of sand on my feet. Gives me the willies.

Monday, December 15, 2014

Happy Hour To Benefit Frogman Outdoors | Special Operations Command Veterans

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Thursday, December 11, 2014

My Picks For Holiday Gifts

In no particular order. Pick them up at your local fly shop, order them on Amazon Prime (and help PHWF), or get your loved ones to get them for you:

If none of these work you can always use the Random Gift Generator.

Shakoolie. For your shower beer. You come off the water in the summer and you need a can of activity beer stat and a shower. Combine them.

A shirt from Snikwah I was thoroughly impressed with the design of these shirts. Pick up one for me too. 

Boomerang Tool. This stuff will cut any fishing line you have. Retractors and LED light built in.

Yeti Rambler   I have been enjoying hot or cold drinks in this since July. It travels with me everywhere.
YETI Rambler 20 and 30 ounce Tumbler

Rite bobbin It will change how you tie flies. You will need more than one. Trust. 

Regal Vise. I've been using them for 10 years now. 
Regal Vise

Activated Charcoal Pills. Because wader farts can be prevented. Especially when you are wearing someone elses waders.
Nature's Way Charcoal Activated, 100 Capsules, 280 mg

A Flyin The Flats shirt. We've been wearing them for several months and they fit great and are terribly comfy. The wife wears hers to sleep.
Charleston Blue LS Back on White

Potato Ricer. Your mashed taters are lumpy. Trust me on this one.

Cablz. Been wearing them for two years and haven't noticed them. I walk in the door and hang my Costas on the thermostat.

Fly Vines. From your wrist to a dog leash. 
Simms fold over mitts aka Glommits. 
ExStream Foldover Mitt

Angling Art by Andrea Larko. She has the Midas touch. 

Cholula green pepper. I discovered this near SRNY. I will get a case on Amazon. 

 Drink Like a Honey Badger Novelty Flask

For Reference

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

That Trip To NYC | Donger Need Food

Last month the wife and I drove up to New York City to walk around and eat. Its not often we get to travel with out the pixie. That means several things. I can use profanity, I can day drink, I can stay up late and go out, I can sleep in.

We are going to start up a business where people pay my wife (hey you perv, get your mind out of the gutter)  to suggest where to eat in certain cities. I came up with that after she took me around NYC with a list of places to eat. 100% of her spots were amazing.

Here are the pictures from our trip:

Always enjoyed the rock structures in Jersey before we cross the river. 

 First look at the new Freedom building.
 The boss on the ferry. We parked at my cousin's and took the boat over. Only fish I saw was a Coney Island White Fish.
 Walked past this place. Meatballs on top of your Christmas Tree!
 My first trip into Central Park. Bumped into this guy fly fishing. I got a few casts in. Lots of bluegill.

 The boss.
 This guy was displaying some fantastic raunchy porno spreads.
 Me casting.
 After a few drinks the wife decided to play hide and seek in the hotel.
 Our first eat was at Halal Guys. Then off to the slurp shop.

 Ramen. this stuff is legit.
 A lady in a horse head buying a falafel. Cus why not.
 Then desert at a David Chang place. I was not impressed.
 I love the old architecture of the city.
 Post dinner slice.
 Cool ovens and fridge.
 The wife had to eat here. I passed. I don't do sweets at breakfast.

 Off to the High Line. This place was awesome. So tacticle and visual. Every grass had a different hue and feel. Look for this show
 This section was my favorite.
 Trees through the rail tracks. Red berries if you can't see the color red.
 These lounges are on the tracks and can be moved back and forth.
 Asteracae in bloom and at seed. Every plant is in a specific place for a specific reason for their color, height, seed, berry, etc. It really is artwork.
 Fall crocus. Didn't know it existed.

 Hey now.

 "Two Weeks"
 Blueprints and bulbs.
 Always glad to have a camera to capture moments like this.

 Always get excited for Equisetum

 First beer of the day at the Corner Bistro.
 These were about 90% vodka then some tomato juice.
 Robert DiNero and Anthony Hopkins trailers for a movie.
 Blind Tiger ran out of TP. This stuff only happens to me you see. I sat there on the terlet and texted and called the boss. She didn't pick up. Then I called the bar 3 times and it was busy. Then I got through. The bar tender handed me a stack of tiny 4"x4" cocktail napkins. Then the wife noticed I was gone. She thought I was trapped. Then I hear someone else say 'is he trapped' then another person. It was starting to draw attention. Sigh.
 Craft beer.
 I sat next to an amateur photographer from Portland. We had a lot to talk about.

 I always visit the west Village when in NYC. My parents lived there in the 60's and I consider it part of my family's neighborhood. I was threatened and kicked out of  John's Pizza on Bleaker when I was a kid. I was all decked out in Red Sox swag. They did not approve.
 Then off to Buvette. Damn. I mean seriously. I could have spent the entire day there.

 My neighbors and a pheasant.
 I only do pate when I have wine. This was brilliant.
 Salad nicoise. I grew up eating this.
 They have this at Whole Foods. Buy it.

 Then we walked around the city. This TV show was being taped live. I made goofy faces at them.
 Then off to this noodle joint.
 This was spicy. This guy does not like his chicken this spicy. Glad there was a napkin dispenser in front of me. I was schvitzing gallons. It was terrible fun. This must be the same fun one get from having a chick beat them with a whip.
 Too much cumin for me in this lamb burger.

 View from hotel.
 I had to get a falafel.

 Remember that I just ate dinner? There is always room for falafel.

Walked by Philippe's poster. That was funny.

What a selection of bourbon.
 Wanted to steal it.
 Picking up order for my dad.

Back to Jersey. They know how to make a sandwich in Jersey.

 I was pleased.
 Water on the way back. Never seen anyone fish these tidal salt ponds. Why?

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