During the winter, food sources in the river run lean. Midges are the predominant insect that keep trout moving in the cold months. While present in the watershed all year round, winter is where ...

It’s midwinter and midges are the name of the game for fly fishers plying the Front Range tailwaters. Well, I should say midges are mostly the name of the game, but more on that later. For those of ...

Charlie Craven found an epiphany in a mistake. While tying a saltwater lure, a filament went astray, twisting itself around the hook. It looked almost exactly like a freshwater midge fly pupa. Craven, ...

If fishing a midge hatch isn’t one of the most difficult challenges that fly-fishers undertake, it’s certainly one of the quirkiest. I’d vote for it being the most difficult and the quirkiest if it ...

Midge flies fly around in very, very large numbers. While walking along Lake Michigan or one of Wisconsin’s many rivers, you might have walked through a swarm of tiny flying bugs. They get everywhere ...

It’s never too early to prepare your winter fly box. Here are some of our don’t-leave-home-without fly patterns for the coming season: Akin to Charlie Craven’s Two-Bit Hooker, this Dream Cast pattern ...

Worn-out pockets on a well-seasoned fishing vest likely were the first clue. The next was the old duffel bag of fly-fishing gear becoming too small. It no longer accommodated all those fly boxes ...

BASALT – As we quickly approach the month of March, several exciting changes take place along the rivers of the Roaring Fork Valley. Forget about basketball and March madness, this is the time of year ...

Anglers on the Eagle River encounter both rainbow and brown trout feeding voraciously in anticipation of the lean winter months ahead. The cold, ice-covered waters will soon fill our rivers, but until ...

It’s 7 p.m. Wednesday and as the wind howls across Fort Collins, a crowd forms around the table of Rick Takahashi. The half-dozen anglers from Northern Colorado huddle around Takahashi, watching in ...

Midges are rising up from Lake Michigan like squadrons of tiny fighter jets, annoying humans unlucky enough to pass through a cloud of the buzzing critters. Just don't call them mosquitoes, thank you ...