About Wrong Fly

It did not take long for fly fishing to enamor the mind of Bill Hager. He has nymphed into deep river pockets, ridden dry flies down tight seams and glided across rocky stream beds on two surgically replaced hips.

There is rarely a river or rivulet that hasn't intrigued him.

This blog is told through his words, sights and experiences. Whenever you put on waders, there's an expectation you could either get knee-deep or way in over-your-head. Bill's writing promises a little bit of both.

Take warning: Spritual musings and misadventures will follow.

Whether you fancy yourself a Wooly Worm or a Parachute Adams, this site has a little frill and just enough hook to keep you coming back.