Posts Tagged ‘Women fly fishers

28
Apr
12

Writing: Fly Fishing, Grandpa & A Connection for Life

Yesterday, you will note, I highlighted the Every Day in May blogging challenge. Every day in May there will be a topic/theme and you, on your blog, strive to write about the topic as you see fit. One of the instigators of this fun concept is Marci Cisneros over at Memoirs of a Fly Girl.

In checking out her blog this morning, I came upon a post entitled ‘Grandpa’. In reading it, I was moved by the simple story. Perhaps the recent journeys I have been through the past five years? Perhaps seeing an elder’s life before you as possibly your outcome some day?

“Yesterday, I drove down to Grandpa’s house to show him my new fly fishing equipment (an overdue visit).  I arrive with a confession in tote, “I think fly fishing is going to be good for me.” I continue, that I think it will allow me to focus and yet dive into a greater self than  working long hours, studying into the night or polishing off a good bottle of vodka with friends.  He responds rather quickly with, “nothing  compares to a good drink with good friends.”  ~the rest~

Lots of possibilities, for me. Give Memoirs of a Fly Girl a look and feel the positive spirit….and participate in the Every Day in May blogging challenge.

Check out the Every Day in May topics list at How Small a Trout, Fresh Start & Memoirs of a Fly Girl.

09
Jul
11

Women Fly Fisher’s (Once they get it…..)

Women Fly Fishers Long Ago

No, nothing complicated or intriguing to say re women fly fishing. I thought the poster was symbolic of times past and those women that ventured into the sport in a place far away. Did they tag along with the ‘bums’ of the past?  They weren’t pushing a piece for Vanity Fair. They probably weren’t of celebrity status and spoon fed by some guide (least I want to believe that). Just ahead of their times and however they got there, I like it. Many of us pickup a rod to be near those we admire, love or just like to be around. The passion for this sport only ignites for one’s self once you internally get it. Once you are self contained and passionate about the experience then it doesn’t matter who led you to the water. You get it and need it.

23
Jan
11

Women Fly Fishers: Berdie Judd on the Move & Writing

Berdie Judd  has decided to move to just outside of  Salisbury, Wiltshire, UK and reside with  Charles Bradford, a well traveled researcher, who has spent much of his adult life categorizing insects and aquatic creatures in SE Europe.

Berdie recently appeared on a podcast to provide new details regarding her literary aspirations. She wants to write and publish a series of books about her travels and escapades. Judd believes that her life experiences offer up wisdom and solace for other women, who travel about in pursuit of fish, while in a predominantly male sport and business culture.

Judd was asked by the podcast moderator if her forays into nudity in France and the United States detracted from her stature as an advocate for women to enter into fly fishing competition and participate in  the marketing of the sport. Judd remarked that perhaps her critics sell women short. Judd believes women can sort out life’s ups and downs. Women understand the yearnings to experience life beyond the expected confines for most women.

Berdie Judd was asked if she had been fishing lately. She answered she had just recently fished near home on the rivers Avon and Nadder. She has slowly converted her partner, Bradford, over to fly fishing and enjoys his company exploring their new world around Salisbury in Wiltshire. Berdie and Charles are entertaining joining The Salisbury & District Angling Club. Berdie promises to keep a very low profile. We shall see……………..  Many thanks for the update Berdie.

18
Jan
11

Fly Fishing: April’s New Site

Just in case you have been tucked away in a bat cave sans Wi Fi? I think in some parts (many parts) of the fly fishing arena you could say April and have the same knowing awareness as Oprah (tsk tsk)

April & Flygal Up

29
Mar
10

Fly Fishing: Women Banding Together To Dip Their Collective Toe?

“Women have been under the thumb for many centuries. We have been controlled and ordered around by men for more than long enough. Modern women are forging their way ahead, paving the way for others like them. They are coming into their own and striving for equality in a still largely patriarchal world. One such corner of life in which women are making their mark is in fly fishing….Female fly fishers are a very real part of this sport, whether men like it or not….The internet is also filled with information and advice for female fly fishers. This makes picking out the right type of women’s fly fishing gear easier and hassle free because you don’t have to consult men in order to get yourself savvy…In order to get anywhere, women need to embrace each other and stand together.”   Women & Fly Fishing

I believe the above was written  about 2000. One woman’s opinion? Still a dominant opinion of women fly fishers? Do men really resist women joining the sport? I suppose somewhere there are men who are threatened. I don’t know of any. Probably more prominent is the opposite force…men so enjoy the appeal of a woman waving the stick that they provide unwanted attention and sexual energy toward the woman. The woman wants to be left alone to enjoy the sport. She does not view it as a means of meeting men. It is not a red flag endeavor to entice men. Or is it? Whoa! you say. I do recall two very attractive women that took a class from me for the express purpose of meeting men. They further had it dissected with men that fly fish will have a higher income level. The two women were also taking golf lessons. Exception to the norm? Yes, of course.

For myself, women in the sport are a great addition. Yes, an appealing one. Yet, I know instinctively to respect their individual need to enjoy the same qualities of the sport that I seek. I have the initial appreciation for a calendar showing nubile, half naked babes holding a fly rod…but, they aren’t real. They are mostly fantasy. Real women, not the half naked in hip waders girl, looking lost with a rod in hand, but real women we see all about us. I respect their desires to enjoy all aspects of the sport. I hope the strident tone above is less significant in the female angler’s world view today. I hope men can let women be long enough to let them appreciate the sport on their own.

10
Dec
09

A Woman & Fly Fishing (Seeking a Sanctuary While Waving The Magic Wand)

Tree of Life (Bryant Art)

Your article about women and fly fishing led me to tell you my fly fishing story.  Fly fishing was never an interest to me until this year.  Sure, I have some amazing memories of fishing with my father when I was a child on the McKenzie River at Doris Landing, with our Spinning Rods and Salmon eggs and a packed lunch. I would see the men floating down the river in big boats, laughing, yelling, smoking cigars, waving their rods in and out of the water as I sat on the big rock waiting for a bite.  Always wondering in my mind, what kind of fish are they trying to catch?

Until about seven months ago, when I met a wonderful young man, who began telling me about the sport of fly fishing. At first I only listened because I was very interested in him, but as he began describing stories of his past trips, childhood memories and the enthusiasm he had even for tying the flies, my ears perked up.  It was as if I couldn’t get enough information fast enough.  I wanted to learn. I wanted that excitement, that happiness.  I wanted my eyes to sparkle as his were, just telling me his stories.

See this last year and a half I have been severely depressed, honestly not knowing how I would get out of my funk. A long marriage that went bust, and some other major issues had put me in a hole.

Listening to the stories and the beauty of the sport via pictures, books and blogs, I decided to take a fly fishing class at our local fly shop.  The first class I took was in August and it had to be 100 degrees out, and we all sat inside with no A/C, talking about the terminology of fly fishing.  Now, I will admit the gentleman that taught the class was very easy on the eyes and the way he cast the line made him and the sport ever more attractive. So after six classes out on the ponds and next to the shop, I decided to rent a rod from the shop and hit the river.  I had no idea even where to go, so I decided to head up Hwy. 58.  I packed my rented rod, some newly purchased flies, my puppy and some drinks.

I found a likely spot, parked and started walking a ways.  I strung the rod and started wading into the river.  It was refreshing, as it was a very hot day.  I was amazed just being surrounded with the beauty of the mountains, the water, the trees, the birds, the soft breeze and a few white clouds drifting by. I felt so happy to be out there even though I lost mucho flies in the bushes and in the river.  I definitely needed to practice tying my fly on the tippet.  I was at peace for the first time in a very long time- I could have stayed out there all day and night, but obligations of children brought me home. But the desire to go again and again was born.

The most memorable day, thus far, I have had fly fishing, was when I went fly fishing with the young man who introduced the sport to me.  We left early in the day and headed toward the mountains.  I took him to the place the fly shop and another friend had recommended to me.  I caught three fish nymphing with a strike indicator. He tutored me on when to strike as he watched the strike indicator bobbing along the current seam. Well, let’s say it was a joint effort. I had a blast. Not only to be out on the beautiful water, learning, but to be in such good company-such a good friend.   I feel very lucky and blessed that we crossed paths-not only because of a friendship that grew, but also being introduced to something I had no clue about and probably would never have discovered without him.I have since continued to reasearch and fish although not as much as I would like to since Winter has come.  I have had amazing friends give me lots of fishing gear and support this last year. I have my own gear now including my very own rod and reel. I have joined two local fly fishing groups and am still looking for a buddy to fish with.

I probably wont ever get to go fishing with my fine attractive friend as he has moved away and I don’t have a picture, which is too bad for the ladies, but his face, body and energy will always be engraved in my mind and heart. I don’t have any pictures of myself (not a HOT young nymph)  holding any big trout or salmon but I sure am hooked!

So keep looking ladies our fishing angel is our there in one form or another-handsome or not.

~FFG~

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(Reading the narrative leaves little doubt (if I may generalize…well, of course I can…its my blog)…that women often bring a different perspective to the sport or any endeavor for that matter. It is more than the recent fishing ad re ‘women speak 21,000 words a day and men 7,000 words a day. No, women will stop to look at the butterfly. I for one hope FFG continues with her new found passion in FFing. One universal truth: Women and Men crave The Moment)

23
Nov
08

Women and Fly Fishing (Motivation via Imagery & Support)

April~a Rogue Angel

April~a Rogue Angel

Women are no different in wanting how to info, visual stimulation and the comfort of supportive, non-judgemental information. These two sites are among many that address women and fly fishing. These two provide all the above factors to keep a woman moving forward into fly fishing and fly tying. I have highligted both before and believe the visuals are as important as the written in todays fly fishing world. Imagery, Eye Candy, Fish Porn all address what we need to stay motivated.

 

 

 

  http://www.flyfishergirl.com/our_mission.html  

http://www.flyfishergirl.com/forum/

http://www.rogueangels.net

Hannah Belford~a Fly Fisher Girl

Hannah Belford~a Fly Fisher Girl

http://www.flyfishergirl.com/steelhead.html

 

 

 

K8~a Rogue Angel

K8~a Rogue Angel

Big Water, Light Touch
Fishing the upper Kenai for rainbows is a different game from the high-octane king fishery in the lower river: light tackle and flies rather than heavy hardware, drift boats rather than power craft. Operating a 20-foot McKenzie in heavy current with four anglers aboard may sound like a job for an Olympic rowing champion, but Byrd-Coulliette refuses to consider her trim 5-foot-3inch frame a disadvantage at the oars. 

http://www.alaskamagazine.com/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=636&Itemid=141

 Thanks to Yi




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