DUN, August - September 2016

This is one of the good ones. Find it HERE.

DUN, April - May, 2016

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I Am An Able Woman

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DUN, Winter 2015

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DUN, Summer 2015

Nicely done. A good way to close out June. Get it HERE.

You Win Some, You Lose Some...

DUN, Fall 2014

Have you seen this yet? All things fly fishing with a slant toward the woman angler. Well worth a look. Find it HERE.

"Fishing" by A. E. Stallings

Photo from The Female Angle

The two of them stood in the middle water,

The current slipping away, quick and cold,

The sun slow at his zenith, sweating gold,

Once, in some sullen summer of father and daughter.

Maybe he regretted he had brought her—

She'd rather have been elsewhere, her look told—

Perhaps a year ago, but now too old.

Still, she remembered lessons he had taught her:

To cast towards shadows, where the sunlight fails

And fishes shelter in the undergrowth.

And when the unseen strikes, how all else pales

Beside the bright-dark struggle, the rainbow wroth,

Life and death weighed in the shining scales,

The invisible line pulled taut that links them both.

Two More For the Magazine Rack

Designed for women, enjoyed by men. Get it HERE.

Designed for men, enjoyed by women. Get it HERE.

Angels and Dudes

Something good has been happening in the fly fishing world. I've been aware of it, I think, but something about this photo finally brought it home to me. The women have arrived.

Photo from The Female Angle

It reminds me of a piece Erin Block wrote, What I Want To Be. What she wants to be is:

"A fisherman. Not a fisherwoman. Not a fisherperson.....I know full well what this belief of mine means, and what writing this means. It means that as a woman in a male-dominated world I have to be as good as, no --- better than --- most of the men. That is, if I want to be taken seriously. And I do. And I will be. I'm not just a pair of breasts in waders. I'm no trophy, nor are my fish.....My kind of feminism isn't sexualized. I'm a woman and I think that's fairly obvious. I don't need to have a pink rod or waders that hug my hips. And I don't need to be overly tough and bitchy to make my point. My kind of feminism, my way of being a woman, means that I will cast and tie and fish as well as men. Not out of spite, or to impress, but out of respect. For you -- and, for myself. I want to fish with you – not against or behind.... A good fisherman. That is what I want to be."

I don't know if all women feel that way. But when I look at this photo I think I understand what Erin is saying. At some point, gender becomes secondary, and we're all fly fishermen.

The Rogue Angels blog has a long list of links to blogs by and about women fly fishermen. They call them "Fishy Blogs by Angels." Erin Block's blog, Mysteries Internal, is in the list.

Then they have a long list of what they call "Fishy Dude Blogs." Yeah, the dudes. The men fly fishermen.

Looking at my blog list on this blog I have lots of dudes and only two angels.

So I was remembering an old saying, that a bird with one wing can't fly. That has been applied, rightly, it seems to me, to gender inequality in our world. The point is that a male dominated society--or sport--becomes like a bird who has cut off one of its own wings.

In that spirit, I'm adding Rogue Angels to my blog list, and, through them, all the angels in their list.

The fact is, I think angels need two strong wings, too. And maybe, just maybe, there's a little bit of angel in every dude, and a little bit of dude in every angel.

Michelle Houle and Rainbow. Photo from Rogue Angels