How to get your girl on the river… {10 Tips to get her Hooked on Fly Fishing}

Okay boys, listen up. This one’s for you.

Ya’ll keep emailing me asking how to get your ladies to appreciate your love of fly fishing, and how to get her to love it like you do.

Short answer. She may never love it. She may never appreciate your love of it. She may be un-hookable. Like that fish that taunts you… the one you can never land. But there might be hope. I’m here to help.

This girl was me. Years ago, I would have never thought I would be obsessed with fly fishing. I would have bet money on it. Matt would always take me out on the raft and I would just sunbathe, eat sunflower seeds, and cast a few times just to shut him up. True story.

Then, his persistence paid off. Somehow, someway… it finally hit me.  My husband and his stubbornness… finally used for good. 😉

So here are some tips for you guys out there. Get to work, be persistent, and do what I tell you… and you may be able to pull this off.

Also… 50% of the time, I may have no clue what I am talking about… so feel free to help and add your own tips in the comments section.

Top ten ways to get your girl hooked on fly fishing:

10. Start off small. Go somewhere close & start with a couple hours. None of this 6am to 9pm sh*t. She will be ruined. You want enough time to be able to teach her a few things, but do not give her time to be frustrated, get bored, or want to quit. Short and sweet here fellas.

9. Make sure the sun is shining. Check the weather, kids. Most girls are not big fans of being cold. We get grumpy, we don’t want to move, and all we can think about is cuddling up with you on a couch by the fire watching our favorite girly movie while you sit there, rub our feet, and pretend you like it. This will change with time, don’t worry. The more she loves fishing, the more okay she will be with fishing in colder weather. Because who cares how cold you are when you have a 26 inch rainbow trout in your hands?

8. Floating is better for the first time. If you have a boat, or can get one, do it. We are girls, we like to be pampered. Row for us, show us your muscles. Know what I’m saying? Don’t make her work too hard the very first time or she might just hate it forever. I know. Girls. Relax… she’ll learn to appreciate hiking and wade fishing later. Hopefully.

7. Buy her cute stuff. Seriously. Go shopping with her. Show her how excited you are to fish with her. Help her pick out a new hat, or a cute new jacket to wear. Don’t buy her ugly polarized glasses, let her pick out cute ones herself… then she will actually wear them. The cuter she feels, the happier she will be. Plus, we just get happier when you let us buy stuff… or better yet, when you buy it for us.

6. Tell her that her ass looks amazing in those waders. Because we all know they don’t. Waders suck for girls. We don’t feel cute. I hated them so much for so long, and I still don’t really love them, but Matt tells me that my butt looks amazing in waders, and I pretend he is telling the truth. Then I shake my butt and do a little happy dance and I’m all good.

5. Bring extra stuff, and double check. Another great trait that lots of us ladies share? We forget everything. We don’t know what we need when we fish. Her cute new jacket? She left it in the garage while she was yelling at you for waking her up so early. Her glasses she just spent hours picking out? On the coffee table. Round it up for her. Double check that she has everything. Then bring more.

4. Encourage her. A lot. It gets me motivated when Matt tells me I am casting like a champ. “Good Job!!” and “Yeah, girl!!” goes a long way. Make her feel like she’s not the big dummy she feels like. When she gets her fly caught in that tree for the 27th time… don’t make fun of her. Then move her away from that tree, you idiot. Don’t ever quit with the encouragement. We need it.

3. Don’t force them to fish the whole time. Let her bring a book, even if it’s that 50 shades of grey garbage. Bring her snacks, we love snacks. Let her watch you and be ever so impressed by your smooth casting skills. If she wants to take a break, let her.

2. Be patient. I don’t really have to explain this one. Just don’t be a dick.

1. Never give up. Never. Like I said, it took me years to appreciate fly fishing, then a few more years to really like it, then another year to LOVE it. She has to want it for herself. Just make it a fun experience for her. Teach her things in a kind way, make her feel good, make it a fun adventure, and keep at it.

After all this, when she finally likes it… save up for a trip. Take her somewhere awesome to fish. Matt took me to Alaska, and it changed everything. Seriously, it was amazing. I wasn’t even that excited to go, then I teared up coming home because I didn’t want to leave. Alaska, BC, Bahamas, Costa Rica, Mexico… there are so many options! Either surprise her and have it all paid for so she can’t say no, or plan it all out together because some girls hate surprises.

Hope this helps you boys get your girls out there with you.

You’re welcome, gentlemen. 🙂

xoxo- T

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My First Time… {Steelhead Fishing Washington}

Washington.

Washington will always have a little piece of my heart now. I will always remember my first steelhead. I will never forget how beautiful it was there. I’ll keep the amazing memories I shared with Matt, Ben & Trevor in my mind forever.

I get it now. I have been wanting to chase after a steelhead for a while now. I have heard countless stories that made me want those memories so bad. These fish are so special. They are fighters, they test your patience, they are each so unique, and they always leave you wanting more.

It was so interesting hearing Trevor talk about these amazing fish. He, like so many, is so passionate about them. He loves the chase and it’s what he’s dedicated a huge part of his life to do. He wants to protect them. He wants to share his passion with anyone who will listen. He made me love and appreciate these fish so much more. He also tried to teach me new fishing techniques for a week and didn’t kill me… so that proves he is a patient man. 😉

That feeling you get the moment you realize there is a steelhead attached to your line is one of the coolest feelings on the planet. You feel their strength, you are preparing for the fight, you think of NOTHING else in the world but that fish.It’s unexplainable, only those who have had a steelhead on their line will know what I’m talking about. Because they get it, too.

I think it’s so funny that I am even talking about this right now. Me? Obsessed with fly fishing? It still amazes me. I would have never guessed. Matt has tried to get me to love it for years. The moment I did it for myself, was the moment I fell in love with it.

I’ll be writing another post soon, with more stories, more pictures, and more adventures… but for now, I have to go catch up on everything I missed this last week while I was in Heaven Washington.

Thank you for everything, Trevor. You gave us some pretty incredible memories. Not only did you help catch me my favorite Alaskan rainbow trout of all time, you have now helped get my first steelhead. I will forever be grateful. You also put up with my crazy self for 7 entire days. My hyperness, my laugh attacks, my frustration on the river, my forgetfulness, and my klutziness. You got a little taste of what Matt has to live with on a daily basis, I’m pretty sure that’s why you kept feeding him beers. 😉

Thank you Ben for tagging along and taking video and pictures of our whole journey. You are so patient, so hard working, and so much fun to be around.

Thank you Matt, my amazing husband for helping guide me to love this world of fly fishing so much. I am so glad we get to share it together, you are so patient, and are always so encouraging and supportive. Love you forever!

What a trip…

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Ben caught this one as Matt and I were headed back to the boat. I love this picture. It’s not posed, we are doing what we love together, I’m sipping on my beer, and all is good!
Photo Credit: Ben Sherman of Lux Montage

Photos of Trevor, Ben & more fishing coming soon!

To contact Trevor and book this amazing trip for yourself contact him here:

Trevor Covich – Worldwide Fly Guide

OpFlyguy@gmail.com – (206) 437-6363

Happy Tuesday everyone!

Why do you fly fish?

Why do you fly fish?

Everyone has their own answer. Some do it simply because they love fishing. Some do it because they love to explore. Some, because they want to escape from the stress of their job. Maybe some people do it because they love spending time with the people they get to fish with. We all have our reasons.

At first, I did it because Matt did it. Matt would beg me to go. Sometimes I wanted to, sometimes I didn’t. I liked being on the raft… in the summer… when I could chill out, enjoy the sunshine, and fish 20% of the time we were on the water.  It would drive him crazy when I wasn’t fishing. Being that brat that I was am, I think him wanting me to do it so bad, made me want to do it less. Stupid, right? Yeah, it’s a dumb girl thing. Anyways… when I pulled my head out of my ass and realized how awesome it was, everything changed. Now, I ask Matt to go. I will go rain or shine. I still hate waders, but I don’t complain as much.

Sorry Matt, for taking so long to appreciate the sport you’ve always loved so much. So glad we get to enjoy something so awesome together now.

So here’s to fishing for your own reasons… and pulling your head out of your ass. Life is so much better when you do, I promise.

Fish on!

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Trout Tuesday {Alaskan Rainbow}

One of the best catches of my life was this Alaskan Rainbow Trout caught in Quinhagak, AK last July.

We’d been catching 16-20 inchers all day, so when I caught the first glimpse of this one, my heart started beating a million beats per second. I did not want to lose that guy. People that fish know, that nobody prays as hard as when they have a huge fish on the line that they so badly want to land.

Well… I landed him. It was an amazing feeling, and Trevor, our guide, my hubby and myself were running and dancing all up in that river when we got a good look at him. He measured out at 26 inches and Matt will forever be jealous of the trout I landed in Alaska.

Thank you, Mr. Trout for making my entire summer. You fought like a champ, posed for my pictures, and you put up with my screaming and bad dance moves as I bragged all about you.

Alaska will always have a piece of my heart… owed mostly to moments like this.

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Welcome! {New Fly Fishing Blog Alert}

Hey everyone!

Welcome to the new blog! I have been blogging about my photography journey for over 3 years, and although I love sharing my life adventures on that blog (http://blog.tracymoorephotography.com) I think it’s time I separate fishing on it’s own blog!

You can keep up with me on my facebook here: http://www.facebook.com/montanaflygirl

Thanks and I’ll see you on the river! I’ll be the one chugging a redbull with a tight line… 😉

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xoxo- T