by Angela Keer | Aug 12, 2013 | Boating, Fly Fishing, How-Tos, Saltwater Fly Fishing, Saltwater Fly Fishing, Writing By Content, Writing by Magazine, Writing By Style
The striper bite was on and everybody wanted to go fishing. Ben, Greg, Ross, and I were in my 18-foot Maritime Skiff, and even though the boat s equipped with casting platforms in the bow and stern, it’s only 18 feet long. We had a spotty morning…
by Angela Keer | Aug 12, 2013 | Feature Articles, Fly Fishing, Fly Fishing New England, Saltwater Fly Fishing, Writing By Content, Writing by Magazine, Writing By Style
It was about 9:00 A.M. on this mid-July day and I was working a nice draft along Grace’s Cove on Block Island in my kayak. I could tell from the high cloud ceiling, blue skies and humidity that it was going to be a scorcher so I had snuck out at 4:00 A.M. to get...
by Angela Keer | Aug 12, 2013 | Eastern Fly Fishing, Feature Articles, Fly Fishing, Saltwater Fly Fishing, Writing By Content, Writing by Magazine, Writing By Style
It’s hard to find a more textured place than Newport, the historic summer resort city at the south end of Aquidneck Island in Rhode Island’s Narragansett Bay. If you walk along Bellevue Avenue, you’ll know what I’m talking about…
by Angela Keer | Aug 12, 2013 | Feature Articles, Fly Fishing, Saltwater Fly Fishing, Saltwater Fly Fishing, Writing By Content, Writing by Magazine, Writing By Style
The moon is down. the striped bass are in. And the water is black as night. Welcome to the dark side.
by Angela Keer | Aug 12, 2013 | Feature Articles, Fly Fish America, Fly Fishing, Writing By Content, Writing by Magazine, Writing By Style
Estuaries are some of the sweetest saltwater fishing spots. They are seldom far from the crashing surf, strong tidal rips or surging rocks, but are protected by land and by trees which minimize the impact from the wind…
by Angela Keer | Aug 12, 2013 | Feature Articles, Fly Fish America, Fly Fishing, Writing By Content, Writing by Magazine, Writing By Style
The Massachusetts North Shore- that stretch of coastline between Boston Harbor and the New Hampshire border- is a piece of turf where you can catch striped bass and still smell the pungency of rotting apples or cut hay drying in the sun. There are not many places...
