By Garry Elgear
Originally published in “Tips and Tech” May 2011 issue of BC Outdoors magazine.
For most fishermen in this province the harsh weather and cold fronts can be a real deterrent during the winter months. Only truly die-hard anglers will brave the rain, sleet, snow and whatever else BC decides...
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by Garry Elgear
Originally published in “Tips and Tech” March/April 2011 issue of BC Outdoors magazine.
Kicking back in my boat waiting for my guests to arrive I pull out my binoculars and start scanning the water for activity. Two hundred yards in the distance I see the surface erupt in the...
By Garry Elgear
Originally published in “Tips and Tech” Jan/Feb 2011 issue of BC Outdoors magazine.
With the change of the season, winter is finally upon us. Barren trees, crisp air, a brand new dusting of snow and I am exhilarated, anticipating and planning my next trip with my fishing partner for...
By Garry Elgear
Originally published in the Tips and Tech column of the 2014 January/February issue of BC Outdoors magazine.
With fall over it’s time for the silver ghosts make their way home. These sensuous fish are each different, like a fingerprint, from the spots on their backside to the rosy hue...
So many distinctly separate and rewarding factors separate fly-fishing from all other sports, especially the artistic or creative aspect of fly-tying. Little is as sweet as to create a fly and to have a fish take it or for others to catch fish it. Tying started for me at an...
I’ve run my shop for over 10 years and have been here since I was fifteen. My physical reflection is now of a man with hair the color of salt and pepper; some call it distinction; some call it the sign of wisdom. I don’t know about either of those...
Roderick Haig-Brown, one of the most praised and respected fly-anglers, not only as an active angler in his time but as a legend in ours, had a very solid belief as to how an angler should carry himself and he led unwaveringly by that example. As a self-proclaimed disciple of...
My summers as a youth involved lots of hiking into the high alpine lakes of BC where hungry trout were waiting for my fur and feather offerings. Once school was out, these lakes were all ours, that is, until school’s inevitable grip would pull us back to reality.
Through the summer...
The crisp air of the early morning burns my lungs a little as my fishing partner Russ and I hike into our next run. We are both excited; the river has come up after a long drought and she’s back on the drop. We’ve pounded a few runs already and...