A Few Odds And Ends

This spring, I enjoyed several days of dry-fly fishing to a hatch of flies known as grannoms. I encountered these early season caddisflies several times, including on the BFO (big, famous, overfished) River. Remarkably, the BFO was not being pounded on the days I visited it. This occurred before information about the BFO's hatch appeared on social media.

Perhaps the closest I came to feeling out of place in the outdoors this spring occurred one evening on the BFO while I was rigging up where a pod of fine trout were rising. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw two personal pontoon boats drift...