Today's Know-it-all: Luz Martinez, Marketing Coordinator for Uptown Shelby AssociationWhat she knows: If you love outdoor family activities, you are going to love our next sweet honey of a film: "Bee Movie." It is the last movie of the season in our Wachovia...
It's summer. I could tell by the smell in the air. I left Shelby last week with the scent of magnolia filling the car and freshly cut grass in the air as I headed for the mountains to try and catch some wild trout with my flyrod. Riding through Henderson...
I could just make out the outline of a fly fisherman shrouded by heavy fog in the middle of the river. He cast a ghostly figure, standing there knee-deep in the South Holston River fighting a big brown trout. I saw the fisherman calmly lift his rod as...
A day in spring spent by a river can smooth the edges of a ragged soul. The air, still crisp from the morning's chill, has lost its wintery metallic taste and is somehow a little bit sweeter in the afternoon sun. Last Sunday the dreary clouds cracked...
Most folks seek silent solace in the outdoors, especially mountain fly fishermen hunting trout on tiny, backwoods creeks. Mrs. Koontz says her grandfather believed fish could hear you talking, would become wary and would not touch your bait.Shhhh...you're...
Simon Peter said to them, I am going to catch fish.John 21:3 It was a perfect Sunday afternoon. The sky was an unblemished blue, rich and deep, with the morning's veil of clouds pulled back like curtains to the side. The air was warm and sweet, soft...
Time for some March Madness. Tyler Whatzisname made a buzzer shot Saturday afternoon and a surprising Virginia Tech basketball team (my school) had its road to the ACC title game blown away like an interrupted dream of mermaids flirting with a fly fisherman.But...
A few years ago I hooked into a huge rainbow trout while fishing the Pigeon River in Haywood County, right next to the McClure Creek Bridge. It was a warm, sunshine drenched day. I was fishing in shorts, standing atop a small rock in the middle of the...
Sparks of sunlight ricocheted off the water’s surface, adding to the glare of midday. I could barely make out the little fly I had just tossed 30 feet upstream. There was a gentle breeze, cool winter air and a warming sun beating on my back, making...
Sometimes in winter smaller will get you bigger. And that has nothing to do with Alice in Wonderland changing sizes but everything to do with catching big trout during the cold months of the year. As the season progresses, it’s an accepted rule...