Edison Fly Fishing Show « currentseams.com

Tuesday greetings from the Currentseams world headquarters. The show season is upon us, and I have a partial schedule for the Edison, NJ Fly Fishing Show, which happens January 23-25. If you’ve never been, this is the biggest fly fishing show in the world: vendors, tiers, outfitters, guides, world class fly fishers, and instruction. Not to be missed!

Friday, January 23: Seminar, Catch Room, 10:15am: Beyond Cast and Strip — Presentation Flies for Striped Bass

Saturday, January 24: Seminar, Strike Room, 9:45am : Modern Wet Fly Strategies; and Class, 2pm-4:30pm: Beyond Cast and Strip — Presentation Flies for Striped Bass

Sunday, January 25: Class, 8:30am-11am: Tying and Fishing Wet Flies

**Classes are a terrific way to get more personalized instruction without the cost of a guide trip. It’s the next best thing to being on the water**!

I don’t have my Destination Theater schedule yet, but when it comes in, I’ll certainly share it here. All seminars and Destination Theater talks are included in your admission ticket. You must pre-register for classes, and you can do that here.

#4: The Edison Fly Fishing Show. I love being a part of all of the Fly Fishing Shows, but there was something about this year’s Edison show that particularly struck my fancy. I think it’s because I reconnected with so many old friends, strengthened some newer friendships, and had some really good first-time meetings. I gave away and traded a bunch of flies. My classes drew well, and I had some impressive crowds for my talks. Oh. I also bought stuff — some I wanted, some I needed, all of it putting a smile on my face. If you came to see me speak or if you took one of my classes, thank you again. And did I mention the wine party and my take-out run to Shanghai Dumpling? See you next month!

**If we were kids in school, the teacher might have to separate us…**

#3: The Best Striper of the Year an Hour Into my First Trip. After I caught and released her, I considered staying to fish some more. But I knew that it wasn’t going to get any better than this wonderful 25-pound fish. The experience made such an impact that I ended up writing a story about it, “At the Intersection of Lucky and Good” for Surfcaster’s Journal. You can read it in issue #86.

I almost didn’t go that night in March. I’ve written before that while I believe that fish aren’t intelligent, the eyes of a striped bass like this one communicate a different story to me. I hope she’s still swimming.

#2: Bill’s First Steelhead. I have three sons, and they’ve all caught steelhead. Except for Bill. Number One Son went with me once about ten years ago, but the neither the weather nor the steelheading gods smiled upon us. Time went on, year after year, until it came to pass that Bill and I found ourselves standing on the banks of North Sandy Creek in the pre-dawn hours of the Monday before Thanksgiving. As I have done with my other sons, I placed Bill in the skilled hands of guide extraordinaire Row Jimmy. For over an hour, nothing. And then it happened.