Canandaigua Lake

BIG FLY. SMALL FLY.

October 11, 2010

How in the hell am I supposed to see this thing on the water? I asked. You’re not, was the reply. If you see a rise within 3 feet of where you think the fly is…lift the rod. 3 feet, I laughed. Good one. Seriously, how’s this work? Dude…just start casting. I grew up bass [...]

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MORNING BROWNS WITH DAD, Installment 6, Thesis

October 6, 2010

* The 6th installment in a series of sections from my Masters thesis, which was (in large part) about fishing. [20] Villager Restaurant. 5:30 a.m. Laminated breakfast menus. Short lived eggs, toast, sausage—coffee-to-go, toothpicks by the register. We head to the bait shop for sawbellies, a wriggling handful of bump & tick in our aluminum [...]

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TONY AS MY WITNESS

August 12, 2010

Like any other fishing morning, Saturday started very early and with a strong pot of coffee. Tony arrived around 5 and we wasted some time talking at the kitchen table, having misjudged first light by about a half hour. By the time we got to the marina, loaded my gear on his boat, untied the [...]

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ON THE HORIZON

June 17, 2010

Father’s day is this weekend. I honestly had no idea. I’ve got to get out from under this rock… Now that I’m cognizant of the fact that it’s Dad’s weekend…I’m going to do some fishing. Saturday will find me and another friend in our kayaks at the south end of Canandaigua Lake and on up [...]

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