Steve Schullery

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About Steve Schullery

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  • About Me:
    Retired chemistry prof.
  • Interests (Hobbies, favorite activities, etc.):
    Besides the obvious, Model A Ford, trains, & guitar
  • What I do for a living:
    retired. deal with Parkinson's

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  1. I have used the 5, 7, and current 6 piece versions of the Stowaway and loved them all. Great finish, cork, and good enough fittings. The 8wt is pretty much my go to saltwater rod nowadays--I can cast them all day long. I promise you'll be pleased. They're made in Korea, if that's an issue.
  2. They are much handier for travel, and I don't think the extra weight is perceptable or, if it is, it's not a problem. But, I really like my 6 piece Cabelas Stowaway rods. They'll fit in a back pack, and I especially like being able to temporarily break the rod down to three equal sections for carrying from car to stream or for moving about from spot to spot. My thinking on multipiece rods turned around a long time ago when the guy at Troutfitter in Syracuse had me compare a three and a two-piece 9ft 5wt Sage SP. The three-piece was much nicer to cast, probably not a genreralizable phenomenon but there it was! I had just dropped a bundle on my two-piece SP, and was bummed. The problem was solved when TU offered a 3-piece 5wt SP with a life membership--it's still my favorite trout rod. Anybody want a good deal on a 2-pc SP?
  3. For years I used a Cabelas Stowaway 6 wt. that I had a small fighting butt added to, and for last several years I've used a TFO TiCr 6wt, both with a variety of 7wt lines. Unsolicited advice: Whatever you get, put a 7 wt line on it; all modern 6 wt. rods can handle it. It's the line weight that limits fly size, and a 7 wt. handles moderately weighted #4 or #2 clousers a LOT better than a 6 wt, and, of course, there's the wind. (This advice passed along from my first saltwater mentor, Ed Story)
  4. I know these aren't really rare but they sure were a surprise--and strange--to me the first time I caught one: lookdown; spotfin jawfish; fair-hooked (I kid you not!) starfish. I'm telling you, that's a heck of a fly pattern!
  5. wow, and I'm missing it!
  6. Don't overthink it. Doing a first pass into dries, nymphs, and streamers is a great start. Then sort the dries and nymphs into teeny-tiny and more normal size. Then sort each of the three five subsets color. You'll probably want a separate box for the teenies, and depending on its capacity, you may be able to include both the dries and nymphs. This pretty much follows your fly selection process on the stream: dry? wet? size? color. So, why not set up your stuff accordingly? In the fullness of time, depending on your local needs, you may find it handy to do further sorts of particular size/colors into mayflies, caddis, and stones, or maybe even favorite patterns thereof, but don't waste time and energy doing this before there's a proven need--unless, of course, it's fun.
  7. Well, as the snow flies, this takes me back. I had been a fishing addict since age 7, but had mostly used cane poles, worms, dough balls, and such. Had been tying flies (on faith) for a few years using feathers from Mom's hats and found in the yard, and had recently wheedled my dad into buying me a cheap fly rod blister-pack outfit at the Hershey Department Store for my 12th birthday. This object of wonder became known in the family as "Stevie's dude pole." Also at that time I was working on my Fishing Merit Badge but was totally stymied by the requirement to have caught at least one fish on an artificial lure; I did not even KNOW anyone who had done that, but I had faith and persisted. Luckily, some sainted individuals had fenced off a section of Spring Creek on the edge of town and stocked it with trout, just for kids to fish. One blessed evening I rode my bike, with my dude pole, down there. The scene is indelibly burned in my memory. It was dusk. A few fish were rising on the far side of the creek. The creek was a typical horrible erosion story, a muddy but spring-fed sluice about ten feet down a steep bank below grade. I tied on a rather gross Black Gnat of my own crafting, and cast it across to the risers. There were three things floating on the surface, and I knew that one of them--but I couldn't tell which--was my fly. A fish rose and took one of the floaters whereupon I set the hook with all my might. A poor little rainbow trout stocker came rocketing up out of the water, over my head, and landed in the high grass up in the field behind me. I scrambled up and pounced on the fish, double-lashed my stringer (Be Prepared) thru its mouth, and at that moment was probably the most excited I've ever been in my whole life. The rest is history.
  8. Peter, I think the answers to all your questions is "right." I didn't have my waders to explore with, and wanted to get my casts in before Nancy's patience ran out and the gendarmes ran in. The people I talked with did not radiate authoritativeness, and my memory sucks, otherwise, yes. The fish were rising to something but nothing was in the air; probably midge emergers. I assume you mean the dbs by big event. All influence is welcome!
  9. and, just to be clear, that means it's a brown trout, right? Thanks! Steve
  10. In case it's any help for those who know about these things, here's a map of where the mystery fish were caught. They were taken just below the NR 15 bridge, which was just a short hike from what looked like tidal or estuarine water. I hiked down there for a look-see but chose to fish back where the fish were rising and my wife was hanging out. The stream definitely looked like a regular outward flowing stream where I was fishing.
  11. July
  12. July
  13. I sent you a "message" with more info, I think.
  14. You're right, Peter. There were lots of them. They were not easy to catch but they all seemed to be around the same size. I never had the feeling that I had dialed in on what they were feeding on; it was definitely not the Pink Wonder. The local guy I talked to said I should be expecting sea trout and I thought someone told me that those were sea run browns, although none of my sources inspired a lot of confidence, and that fellow wasn't around when I caught one. Ten years ex post facto measurement gives a length of 13 inches. I really should point out why you're supposed to be visiting that dreary little village. Maybe the guy would have had a cheerier outlook if only he'd taken up flyfishing.
  15. Well, I knew I was on thin ice as far as ID of this went, which is why I didn't bring it up originally as an oddball brown candidate. I've no prior experience with either Irish seatrout or salmon. It's sounding like I was even luckier than I suspected as far as avoiding trouble with the law. Regarding the distinguishing criteria listed in the reference above, I notice that there are lot of spots below the lateral line. Here's another photo that shows this more clearly, as well as the xs (I can't begin to fathom the evolutionary developmental cellular biology behind those xs!).