Howdy, gang! It's been awhile since we've run any kind of contest here, and it's time to spice up the endless stream of your glorious grip-and-grin photos with a bit of variety and some fishy stories.
Yes, we're offering PRIZES. Step right up to win some fantastic fly fishing swag!
Here are the ground rules:
A number of independently-owned shops and small fly fishing companies will be generously donating the excellent swag that you're competing to win. We've intentionally chosen to give exposure to smaller companies - not because we're hostile to the bigger players, but because we genuinely appreciate the hard work that entrepreneurs do to push our sport forward.
We're grateful to these sponsors and encourage patronage of their brands. Prizes for the first round will be provided by these purveyors of fine fly fishing goods:
Without further ado, here's the theme for our first contest: Post a photo of your well-loved waders (and/or wading boots, shoes, or sandals) accompanied by a colorful story about how they ended up torn, patched, stained, etc.
DEADLINE for submissions: 10th June 2018 at midnight, EDT US Time
Let the games begin!
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Are you a serious euro-style nymphing nerd who lives on the Front Range of Colorado and needs an excuse to go fishing and drink beer for free in early August? I might be able to help you.
I grew up in Denver and hammered the tailwaters hard from the time I could drive until a few years after college, but that was a full 20 years ago. I moved away in the late 90s, and since then I've mostly converted to the salt - although I go carping whenever I can't get to the coast. For both better and worse, my trout trips are few and far between these days.
As such, I pretty much missed the entire euro-nymphing trend, and I'm curious about it. I'll have a fairly flexible ten days in Denver during early August, and I'm planning to bring a long rod, some greasy sighters, a whack of heavy nymphs, and my trusty George Daniel book. I'm hoping to spend at least a couple days dynamically dredging while updating my aging memories of the Blue, the Dream Stream, Deckers, and Cheeseman.
I'd be happy to have some knowledgeable local company, preferably somebody willing to share a few entertaining fishing stories and some hard-earned ESN wisdom. I'll gladly cover beers and grub, and I'll try not to bore you with too much "in my day, sonny" drivel.