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The only good thing about taking an involuntary sabbatical from your fly fishing blog? Catching up with all the creative people who inspired you in the first place.

As always the fine folks at Jazz and Flyfishing have kept on pumping incredible music and art into the world via their Vimeo site and this new (to me) video series by their guitar player Håvard is no different. Always unique, always wonderful.

Fly fishing is not magic. Like many things in life it can be magical, but it in and of itself is not magic, or at least that’s been my mindset for the last few months as I’ve suffered through some sort of “big fish ” deficiency while everyone around me has seemingly effortlessly racked up big fish after big fish.

Then I hooked into the first gar or the season, and as the water around it exploded with unruly frustration, the line went tight and the rod bowed slowly as remembering how to play a fish far outside of it’s capacity, I recalled that fishing IS magic.

Five days later (and still high from the first gar) I was at Pedernales State Park with my good friend Nate when we spotted a plethora of carp feeding aggressively in pool after pool. We spent a lot of time hiking but eventually turned our attention  to the waters inhabitants where we proceeded to collect a vast array of sunfish and Guadalupe Bass. Eventually I moved over to a black wooly bugger and started casting to the endless array of common carp, feeding and muddying the waters. After having my heart broken by having a Jurassic Park three foot carp pounce on my fly only to somehow miss the hook-set, I eventually snuck up on the beauty below, watching in the skinny water as it went for it and ended up running me out to my backing three times before eventually working it in to my net.

Landing that carp and lifting it from the net into my hands I felt like a magician suddenly pulling a rabbit out where before there had been nothing. It felt like absolutely pure magic, the way that fly-fishing should feel.

Finally finding a little free time to dive back into the fly fishing culture. Starting with the Thrasher magazine of the fly fishing world because…well, because it’s the Thrasher magazine of the fly fishing world.

Can’t go wrong with Southern Culture on the Fly!