Monthly Archives: June 2012
As I prepare to publish this post, the West is burning and locally we are in the midst of a multiple-day record-breaking heat wave and a month-long drought. Sometimes I think I’ve lived too long (this is not a cry for help; do not call the suicide hotline). It’s just, that in the short … Continue reading
Sometimes we’re satisfied with the day’s fishing and can take the time to appreciate our surroundings, as Mrs. Tenkara Ambassador reminds us here.
The Divorce Unfortunately the answer is “yes.” My love affair with the Fountainhead Caddis 360 rod lasted about as long as Kim Kardashian’s marriage. If you’ve read the first post on this topic, you will recall that after two hours’ fishing my new Caddis 360 the lillian detached while battling a trout. Fountainhead … Continue reading
I bought a sixpack of Trout Slayer wheat ale the other day, admittedly influenced by the scene depicted on the label. But, in all honesty, this is a good beer. Probably contains trout stream water. Brewed by Big Sky Brewing Company, Missoula, Montana, it seems like the perfect brew to tether in a cold trout … Continue reading
Sorry, Rodney King (RIP), but I suppose it was inevitable. Whenever egos, livelihoods, and differing visions collide, conflict is certain to follow. As I said in my original post, “Tenkara is not a religion, although some would make it so.” If you regularly visit the TenkaraUSA and the Tenkarabum websites as I do, you … Continue reading
I’ve been exclusively a tenkara fisherman for a year now, and up until yesterday, my experience has been completley using the TenkaraUSA 12′ Iwana rod with a 4.5 or equivalent level line. This combination has proven extremely satisfactory for the type of small stream angling that I do. My only gripes: one I lost the end … Continue reading
If you fish tenkara, you’ve no doubt seen the looks or heard the epithets. “Hey, mister, how’s fishing with that cane pole?” “Where’s your reel?” Once when walking with my rod “folded” another angler asked, “Did you break your rod?” I answered, “No, this is my rod,” and he walked on with a quizzical … Continue reading