The two latest reviews for Single-Handed Fly Casting appeared over the extended (for the USA) weekend. The first is from Aitor Coterón at onemorelastcast.net, the other is from Paul Arden at the one-and-only sexyloops.com.
One More Last Cast review
And full disclosure here: Aitor Coterón was one of my go-to guys for English-as-a-second-language proofing/feedback. Fluent ESL readers often see things that might get missed otherwise, and can provide a reality check for instructions. But…that doesn’t mean Aitor necessarily thought I had truly written a solid book. At least I know for sure now! As for Paul, well, I’ve known Paul for a long time. He’s a friend, but he’s also someone who I expect to speak his mind and not put his reputation on the line with some sort of puff-ball review. I’m just really pleased that he found the text to speak so strongly to him and I hope it will continue to do so in the long term.
The review of Single-Handed Fly Casting is in from the fly-industry mag, “Angling Trade.” I’ll take it!
A Book You Should Carry…
So this just showed up a few days ago. Looks good and sure isn’t shy about page count! Nice way to kick off the print edition. Thanks Jen Ripple! Check it out here:
While waiting for the press to deliver three pallets of SHFC to me, I did a little work on this:
What started out as big project ended up as a huge project. I added my intro late in the game just to be sure that the page count got boosted a bit more (656 now, I believe).
More reading here.
For the next book. Video anyone?
At Sexyloops: Jason Borger’s Custom Fly Rod.
Since I’ve been posting a bit about A River Runs Through It, I figured I’d also add link to George Croonenberghs. If you don’t know who George was, the link below should fill you in (he’s in Norman’s novella, too).
I first met George on-set and immediately liked him (as did everyone else I can think of). He was big, happy, eager, and had a giant box of vintage Montana fly patterns that would make any red-blooded fly angler weep.
After I doubled for the film’s shadow casting scene, George was waiting. He said something to me that was for me only. I’m not going to get into what it was, but it changed my perception of my own life in some ways.
George died more than a decade ago, and sometimes I think about him, and the words he said, and I feel like I want to go back. I can’t, and he can’t come forward, and that’s just the way it is.
George and I did see one another after the film, but I was too busy in my own head to realize the potential friend I had there. That’s a regret that time can’t erase.
A note for those in the EU who are signed up for a “standard” (meaning not an artist’s proof) copy of Single-Handed Fly Casting. There is a shop that will be carrying a special run of the book:
This is Peer Doering-Arjes shop and Peer contacted me waaay back when I first started this project and asked to order a small heap of copies. We are still working out final quantities and logistics, but one way or another Springforelle will have at least 50 copies of the book (UPDATE: 100).
If you want a book, contact Springforelle and let Peer know.
And…If you signed up on *my* personal list and do decide to order from Springforelle, let me know so I can open up your slot again. Thanks!
My latest fly-casting geek-fest of at Sexyloops.com: http://www.sexyloops.com/index.php/ps/more-hauling
And something to balance that geekiness out, from years back:
As some friends already know, I’ve been following the 30 Reasons film project. Just found out that the website is now live. 30 Reasons is absolutely worth a look (watch the trailer).
From the latest of my weekly front page entries over at Sexyloops.com.
Years ago, I was fishing a small Montana spring creek regarded for its tricky drag/presentation situations and touchy trout. I had located a big fish feeding near the bank on a gentle bend in the creek. A mayfly hatch had the trout rising, pushing a small wake every time it surfaced. Having spooked a rather large rainbow earlier in the day with an approach that was too close, I decided to hang back, and drop a long Puddle Cast up-and-across to the fish.
Several casts, mends and drifts later, the fish was still rising, but not to my fly.
Read the rest of the story here.