Don’t leave Trash on the Fly on the bank to die.

April 22nd, 2013

The 60-day domain renewal notice came the other day, and it’s time to revive this thing or let it suffocate.

Trash on the Fly is a pretty cool name. I’d like to try to keep it alive, as a collaboration site. I have no interest in keeping it alive as a single-author blog, and I think the audience for single-author blogs has considerably shrunk over the last couple years. What, do I need to be more clear? : I like the idea of the site, but I don’t want it to be about me.

So let’s give it a shot: send in your submissions. You don’t have to be the best photographer or writer in the world. You may only ever contribute one picture, you may contribute many, let’s see how it goes. Bring it on and we’ll sort it out. Your post[s] will be credited to you. I really don’t even know how I’m going to do that yet, but I can figure it out.

Maybe later I’ll get around to writing submission guidelines, but for now: think something along the lines of more pictures than words. I’m looking for photo essays, not writing. I’m going to go out on a limb and assume I’m not the only person inundated with information. Just a nice photo and a word or two (or none) will do, thank you very much. Oh, and a haiku never hurts your chances of getting posted. There is a contact link near the upper left of the page. Use that to send a submission, or if you have other means of contacting me, use them.

I’ll pimp this post a little over the next couple weeks and we’ll see what happens. We’ll all know it didn’t work if there are no new posts and the site goes away on June 21 ūüėČ


20 Pounds Of Headsets Stapled To Our Chests

August 23rd, 2011









Ooh, Trashy Lady

June 28th, 2011

Keith pulls a poor man’s tarpon out of the first gut. ¬†This weekend was a ladyfish-killer weekend with the Austin Fly Fishers down on Padre Island National Seashore. ¬†No ladyfish were actually harmed in the making of this trash. ¬†Presumably because they are rumored to taste bad, oily– hmm… smoked fish spread anyone?


So Long and Thanks For All the Salad

June 6th, 2011

“Salad”, “moss”, “algae”, “vegetation”, whatever you want to call it… they don’t eat a lot of it, normally. ¬†No, that’s for those asian carp. ¬†The germans like their aquatic insects, freshwater crustaceans, minnows and the occasional egg by preference. ¬†But sometimes, food is scarce, and the germans get hungry. ¬†It looks worse on your leg than it actually is. ¬†Yup. ¬†It’s really nothing more than water and moss, as funneled through the wiley fishcarp.

Gars for Bob

May 26th, 2011

Hey! Mr. Longnose Gar Fish, jump and

dance for me

Why don’t you throw that rope fly so I don’t

have to hug you

Hey! Mr. Longnose Gar Fish, hold real

still for me

We’ll take that nylon from your teeth and I’ll

be seeing you



Sex Dolls and Quakers

May 9th, 2011

Rope flies and river gar make a pretty good combination, at least from the angler’s point of view. ¬†The gar tend to have a bad attitude about the whole thing. ¬†Imagine milling around your favorite hangout one day when you notice a guy cutting up a dripping barbeque brisket for free samples. ¬†When you wander over he puts a slice in a paper towel and you thank him and turn away. ¬†Mouth watering, you bite into your brisket only to find out it’s really seven inches of nylon rope.

Yeah, the gar hates that, too.

The fish in the picture was 15 pounds and mad. ¬†Flossing a gar is plenty of fun with two guys in a boat with lots of tools and gloves, and more or less doable when you’re solo. ¬†However, I don’t recommend it when you’re paddling by yourself. ¬†Longnose gar and kayaks go together like sex dolls and Quakers.


April 25th, 2011

Found some carp in central Texas.  Threw a cast net over this one and then posed it next to a fly rod to make it all look, you know, legit.

Fish with Teeth

April 12th, 2011

I have always been fascinated by fish with teeth. ¬†Enter the choupique. ¬†That’s pronounced SHOO-pik. ¬†AKA dogfish, grinnel, cypress trout, or– just plain old bowfin. ¬†I’ve only caught a couple, and none of them have had the bright colors, the chartreuse fins and mouths. ¬†Hit up Google Images for some really weird colorations (try “bowfin spawning colors.”)

Bass fisherman hate them, for destroying their plugs, of course.  As it turns out, bowfin are pretty feisty on a fly.

However the teeth are not quite as impressive as, say, a barracuda. ¬†In this close up you can’t even really see teeth.

Besides having a bunch of great nicknames, bowfin are strong fighters, and you can occasionally sight fish for them in shallow water.


The Young Jedi

June 7th, 2010

Got a call from The Young Jedi; man has been bustin a cap on some carp on the flats lately.  One day in 2006 we bolted out of work early and went straight to the lake and I showed him the joys of lead core on a running line and he got his rod bent alright:


The sunglasses were my spare for people that didn’t have the right sight fishin glasses, but I’m not claiming that straw hat.¬†


The Young Jedi got the last laugh, though, when I landed my fish we discovered why it had been helicoptering through the water towards the boat.

And you thought you missed this week’s episode of Pimp My Gar.

Gar, I See You Hiding

March 15th, 2010

To the tune of “Beth” (Kiss):

Gar I see you hiding
But I can’t get my fly there
You’re sunning facing to the bank
And I just can’t make the cast

Just a few more days
And the water warms some more
I’ll stalk you from the open side
And you’ll take the fly and soar
Oh you’ll take the fly and soar