Todd CorayerSpecial to Outdoor Enthusiast Lifestyle Magazine
Anyone in Boy Scouts before that deal imploded or had parents drag them around the country in an old summer vacation van should know how to use a compass. Understanding direction is key to navigating, especially in zero visibility. Most of us have a compass app on our smart phones, which means some of us can’t actually use a compass but can access one while checking Instagram to see how many fish everyone else has landed.
Captain Rene Letourneau is not just a steady boat handler and reliable guide, he’s a fine and patient instructor, a passionate fly fisherman and now, thanks to such consistent dedication to his craft, he is the 2020 Orvis Endorsed Saltwater Fly Fishing Guide of the Year.
For months now, social media has been ablaze with posts about local fishermen getting their kayaks ready for a new fishing season. Despite winter being kind of a puffball affair and this Covid-19 affair making us rush out to buy toiler paper, which is absurd, unless you don’t have a stash, fishermen and women are anxious to get back on the water; they’re posting pictures of new seats, more storage, extra rod holders, and in some cases, brand new kayaks.
Long before slick no stick surfaces and chemical compounded sauté pans filled our kitchens, cast iron pans and Dutch ovens were the backbone of backwoods and home cooking. There are plenty of reasons for their usefulness, not the least of which is that they last for decades when properly seasoned before the first use.
Fly fishing can be a daunting new sport if you’re coming over from traditional spin or bait casting gear and methods. Fear of bridging the knowledge gap should not, however, because to keep you out of something as wonderful as casting the right fly line or catching that first fish on the fly. Do you need floating or sinking line?
Block Island’s empty roads and fields full of deer attract a few hunters each year. Everyone says it’s so easy to get your deer over there but the “off season,” so called, which isn’t actually a thing anymore, can be tough because the place is a mad house of distractions. Winter is the island’s social hour; beaches are clear, sand flats are full of clams, islanders can get to the post office more than once a week and there’s a seat waiting for you at McAloons’s Restaurant and Bar. Even just that makes it difficult to settle into the edge of a wet grass field and concentrate on the business of hunting.