I’ve chatted with a lot of folks about fishing over the last three decades. This became part of life when I began writing about the sport and making appearances at fishing shows and clubs, and through guiding or instructing individuals. Many folks are curious about my fishing background – where I got started, where I’ve fished, who I’ve fished with . . . It’s logical curiosity – these folks have no idea about me. My interests are all over the board – they have been forever. Salt water, fresh water, fly, conventional, heavy tackle, light tackle . . . hand lines, you name it. I’ve covered alot of ground . . .
I started fishing when I was four years old, chasing sunfish (and bull frogs) with my dad and brother at Hampden Ponds in Massachusetts. This was immensely fun. Fishing fascinated me and I fell in love with it immediately.
Going through old photos, I thought I’d share some early fishing experiences with visitors to my site. Featured below are notable catches, interesting places, significant people, and a lot of great memories. These images are digitals of the original photographs and they’re collaged randomly – it was more fun to do it that way. With the exception of one picture, my first permit in 2005, they were all taken prior to 2000. I hope you enjoy the collage . . .
This catch was largely influenced by a significant mentor – Captain Sonny Terranova of Westerly Rhode Island and Niantic Connecticut. Sonny possessed an exquisite fishing mind – one of the finest to ever emerge in the Northeast – both inshore and offshore. He shared his knowledge and insight when I had become old enough to appreciate the ideas and perspective he would instill in me. My time with him is incredibly valuable, forever appreciated and fondly remembered . . . I am lucky.
This post is dedicated to Brian Joseph Murphy . . . One of the most intelligent, well-rounded men I’ve ever known, and no better best Bud a man could have. You are deeply missed . . .
(This article previously appeared in the August/September 2018 issue of Fly Fisherman) The false albacore run is one of the most annually anticipated events along the Atlantic seaboard from Cape…
There is an old saying among Fisherman: East brings the least, west is the best. Its wording may vary depending on the teller, but its meaning is always the same and most times it’s the truth – game fish activity and catch noticeably decline during an easterly breeze.