Category Archives: Fly Tying
With the water and western plans plus the weekly news, Madame X’s seemed like a good choice.
It’s an odd thing, tying flies for strangers all across the country and getting a dozen or so in return. Time and tedium accumulate, as you crank out one after another as close to identical as you can- and mine aren’t nearly so nice as the articulated deer-hair concoctions others will make.
It’ll all work out, though.
You watch a starling at a bird feeder and realize immediately why they’re so successful. They don’t peck at bits of food, they shovel it down their gullet.
Luckily, they come in handy.