Thursday, I head out to New Orleans for a little redfishing min vacation. 3 days of fly fishing for monster reds deep in the marsh…. Stoked doesn’t even begin to describe what I am feeling right now. I have been trying to get to NOLA now for a long time now, glad it is all finally coming together. I hope […]
Anticipation
SCFT- The Falkor Fly
https://vimeo.com/57302660
The Strip volume 1 issue 2 – “WAIT!”
Quickie III
Pretty cool clip of a redfish on the SUP.
SUP in the Everglades
I have been wanting a SUP (Stand Up Paddle board) for a long time. I basically have been treating my kayaks like a SUP for years standing and sight fishing from them. Recently a Bote HD paddle board showed up at the front door. My first trip with it I went 13.5 miles and it really wasn’t even that bad. […]
Quickie I
What are your goals for 2013? Hopefully they involve permit and conservation, two things SWC Ambassador Derek Rust lives by…
Marea Roja (Red Tide) & Seasons Greetings from Alabama!
Hello Skinny Water Culture, Paul Sonnen, here reporting from the northern Gulf Coast, and proud to be posting my first of many blogs here on the cyber net! I’m not the best at writing, but hopefully I’ll keep people entertained with large bribes and free booze…..not really, but promise an outlook of my passion for the sport and what drives […]
Steelhead & Frozen Feet
A long, hard, and cold week had me looking for an emergency escape hatch around every corner. Not finding one, I sent Adam a text with a semi-desperate plea for him to stop thinking about carp, and instead think about accompanying me on a trip north for some steelhead. It had been two months since our last hellish trip. […]
Why Carp?
Carp are a formidable opponent no matter what. When you add a fly rod into that mix some would say that they’re damn near impossible.
A Wild One
It is Thanksgiving break and my father asked me to go fishing. His requests usually revolve around the game of golf, which I like, its just that compared to fly fishing, golf sucks. Naturally, I accepted the offer to go fishing and we awoke on a cold morning to head to a local tributary.