The Buzz: Siciliano’s Market News & Notes

This week's list of new and returning products follows a few words about a fly fishing trip to Idaho

This week's list of new and returning products follows a few words about fox, mayflies, browns and skippers

This week's list of new and returning products follows a few words about the certainty of change

My favorite guides are the ones who take the task at hand seriously but not too seriously.

All you really need is a rod and a reel, a few leaders, a spool or two of tippet and a selection of flies.

After a couple of lunging attempts to retrieve it there was nothing to do but watch it float with the current downstream.

Nothing like the ambiance of a crackling fire to enhance the pleasure of a fine cigar and a tumbler of good bourbon.

When you lose a trophy you're allowed a few moments of sulking. Then you remind yourself that you're in Montana on the famous Madison River

Barb and I would sip our pre breakfast coffee on the porch while watching the sun inch up over the high peaks of the Madison Range.

As much as I enjoy fly fishing for trout, I think it’s almost as fun using light fly tackle to angle for the diminutive bluegill.

One morning last week I sat on that bench and smoked my pipe and watched Barb play a nice brookie.

The lakes, woods, fields and streams of Lake County were just what I needed to recharge my cerebral battery.

With the first post of the new year I would like to thank my son Chris for his past work as contributing editor of The Buzz.

"We didn’t come across any bears that day. In spite of the nasty conditions Brian put me on some fish, among them a nice wild rainbow."

"I knew the fish was big as soon as I set the hook."

"The only fish I landed was a small, beautifully colored brown trout that I briefly admired before letting slip back into the water."

Now that our trifecta of spring homebrewing events is in the rear-view mirror my wife and I have time to concentrate on fishing.

By Steve Siciliano In the morning the high regard we had for our Asheville accommodations ratcheted up another notch when we went...

It seems like ages since I’ve been able to satisfy my fly-fishing addiction.

Last May, just a few days after landing her first trout on a fly rod, my wife Barb told me that she would like to go fly fishing in Montan