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Shed Man my buddy is a great rafter and a great guy. He and his Lady, known in the neighborhood as “Right-of-Way-Finder,” or “Rowf” for short, invited myself and the most beautiful former Canadian of them all (Mrs. Fishing P) … Continue reading →

Made a trip up north and camped on the river for one night–connected with Mac who was camping not far away. We fished the normal spots to no avail. Hot weather had kept the fish down. I fished for the … Continue reading →

The Mrs. Fishing P throws a mean loop on her backcast. So we got the Crib Cabin at the famous Cribworks Rapid on the West Branch of the Penobscot, available through Big Eddy Campground, run by the wonderful Chewonki Foundation. … Continue reading →

We begin with this report from Doc at his summer home south of the ‘Nocket in the “you must be shitting me” but you are not, since Doc is utterly reliable: “Windy conditions with no bugs suggested streamers and wet … Continue reading →

Where is home? I asked myself that a few times after getting back back from California, then packing again and heading up to the Kennebec for the Unforgettable Salmon Adventure. Because I’m crazy, I drove that fish back to my … Continue reading →

After getting back from California, I had a few days—to fish, naturally. The plan was to head up to a spot on the Mighty River where my friend the Shed Man has a camp: in Maine parlance, a small cabin … Continue reading →

The Fishing P. heads back to Maine tonight. But in a quick trip to Santa Cruz with the old buddies, I tried out this blog-appropriate wine. It was really great! Now the official wine of The Fishing Professor!

Thanks to Wild Bill,  Mac and Obi who sent their pictures, the highs and lows of the last two days of our fly fishing extravaganza to the mecca, temple, shrine and annual land locked salmon pilgrimage site have arrived. Obi … Continue reading →

We interrupt our account of the Grand Lake Stream adventure—Day Two was Exciting!—to give you this account of fly fishing the Upper Sacramento, on the way to the McCloud River east of Mt. Shasta. The mother of mountains looked like … Continue reading →

Wild Bill, Mac and I met at the LL Bean parking lot in Freeport at 6:30 am to combine cars. The packing was scientific, with an ice-chest design safety-engineered to provide vision out the back of a Prius: Obi Wan … Continue reading →