Fly Fishing Exile Ended

This weekend I was able to go fly fishing for the first time in over a year.  It has seemed like even longer since on the most recent fishing trip prior to this weekend all I had caught was a rock.  And to top the trip off, they guys in my family were springing for it for my birthday. The guys took me to Westover Farms in Steeleville, MO.  This was the last place I had had any success fly fishing so I have been really anticipating the trip. I wrote about my last trip to Westover Farms here and have some pictures of the grounds here.  We fished Friday afternoon, spent the night at one of their cabins, and fished again on Saturday morning. It was a great weekend.

Stalking Trout

Whenever you see fly fishing in movies it usually involves a vast expanse of river and casting great distances with perfect precision.  My experience has not included the vast expanse of river.  I rarely have the ability to cast the great distances and definitely don't have the perfect precision.  Most of my fly fishing has been on small streams and rivers.  And the casting has been mostly short casts and high sticking.  And if you have to get close to the fish when you cast you better not spook it off before you get there.