Matt SmytheNov 2, 2010HEADLAMPS & HOMEMADE BOWSThe leaves aren’t the only things that turn in this neck of the woods once Fall arrives. In our barn, upstairs in the hunt/fish lodge,...
Matt SmytheOct 22, 2010DRIFTThey don’t bite when you’re expecting. They know when you’re trying just too damn hard and simply let your drift be. But when your mind...
Matt SmytheOct 11, 2010BIG FLY. SMALL FLY.How in the hell am I supposed to see this thing on the water? I asked. You’re not, was the reply. If you see a rise within 3 feet of...
Matt SmytheOct 6, 2010MORNING BROWNS WITH DAD, Installment 6, Thesis* The 6th installment in a series of sections from my Masters thesis, which was (in large part) about fishing. [20] Villager Restaurant....
Matt SmytheSep 20, 2010SAID ONE SEASON TO ANOTHERI was born with a sense for the changing seasons, as was my dad. This is not too terribly profound a birthright, since Winter, Spring and...
Matt SmytheSep 10, 2010CALLING FOR SUNIndependence Day weekend was upon us and my wife, three kids and I were staying with friends in their cabin in Old Forge to celebrate....
Matt SmytheAug 30, 2010TOUGH LOVE & HAYBALESIt’s been said that parents need to let their children make mistakes. Protecting them 100% of the time, while most likely keeping them...
Matt SmytheAug 12, 2010TONY AS MY WITNESSLike any other fishing morning, Saturday started very early and with a strong pot of coffee. Tony arrived around 5 and we wasted some...
Matt SmytheAug 4, 2010THE BEAUTY OF TORTUREOK. Before you jump to any conclusions, I’m talking about the view from my office window today. Some patient, fortunate and obviously...
Matt SmytheJul 28, 2010GEARAhhh, mid-summer. The prelude to fall…my favorite time of year. Cicadas have begun to echo their rattling song in the lush heavy-ness of...