Let's do it.

Let's go take some SmithFly stuff:

And go hang out here:

Maybe catch a fish or two. What do you say?

-Alex who is merrying some gawd damn christmas wishes at the moment and can't come to the phone.

Showin a Little Extra Love

 www.seaforthlanding.com

I have fished many off shore charters out of California.

The season is coming for those Sheeps Head, Ling Cod, Rock Fish, and Halibut.

If you are running for some fun around the San Diego Area, go for a spin with these guys!

The time has come to get some, I will be heading out to see them again and wreck those rock and kelp beds.

Finished.

You say I might be cocky for getting the FGFF logo tattooed on me, I would agree. for years I had the outline done and never did shit with it but add stuff around it.

My dog is licking the floor right now, she is not too smart.

Jamie decided that I have to get it finished, so she sat me down for 3 hours and drilled color into my skin. It was well worth it.


One of my favorite methods of fishing saltwater is dropping jigs straight down off a boat. I don't know what it is about taking a 4 oz jig, dropping it down between 500 and 1000 feet, jigging it as we drift, and hoping for one of those big blue lipped bastards know as the ling cod that I love so much, but I just cant get enough of it.

 After  looking over other ling cod, rock cod, and sea bass jigs, I came up with my own, I painted the head, used some EP fibers, rubber legs,  and deer hair, to make this ugly fella. The colors will work, I hope.

soon: a post.

-A

A boneedle in a jackstack

Mucho Jacks

What were you doing in there?

Thanks to Mike for pulling these off his card.

Things to come: falling two miles into the sea

The anticipation is nearly drowned by responsibility, coming up for air only long enough to stir up my guts and make me feel like I don’t have enough time to prepare. I will go to Mike’s  soon to tie up some leaders and flies after picking up some Rio Hard Saltwater Nylon in the 44lb, 33lb, and 22lb variety, and also some 40lb Seaguar Classic fluorocarbon for the baby tarpon and snook. I still need to procure a 10wt, having ready an 8 and 12…

Holbox Island will be the host for the party that will start less than 48 hours after the conclusion of the twenty-first Wrinkleneck Invitational Tournament -- Five days of insanity in the White Mountains of Arizona followed by a full week of white sand, rum, and hardcore fly on saltwater action. The photography of a wedding is what brings me to this island, but also friendship and the opportunity to finally bust my saltwater-on-the-fly cherry.

I have much work to do before the Wrinkleneck tournament, things that must be done because it is my duty but also because it is necessary for the promotion of ass-kicking…  Things that on a daily basis seem to get in the way of excitement, but maybe it is a good thing and keeps me from tapping my proverbial pencil waiting for the day that shit finally gets fishy and I can cast a line without worrying about the next pile of retardation to plop into in my inbox.

Also, Gracie and I are cooking up something the likes of which the online fly fishing world has never seen that may very change the way you read fishing-related blog posts for the rest of your life… but all in good time, my friends. All in good time.

In less than 2 weeks the insanity will begin.

I should probably put some pants on and get to work.

-A