Joy, Disbelief, and Fatties on a Franken-Fly

So, I live about an hour away from the nearest fly shop in northern New Hampshire.  It is for this reason only that I committed to learning to tie 3 of the most tried and true flies for my neighborhood.  Number one on the list…the black ghost streamer.  And to my joy and amazement, I nabbed two hefty, acrobatic rainbows and a small brown trout on my pedestrian, mis-proportioned, bastard “fly”.  Okay, that’s pretty fun!

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