Something new: Fly Fish Brent

For some time, I have been thinking about making changes and producing content a little differently. So, here is the first component of those changes, a new personal blog dedicated to my fly fishing activities. Fly Fish Brent. There might be a little travel involved in the posts, but only if it involves a fly fishing adventure.


This also means that you won’t be reading too much about fly fishing here on this site, as it too will be undergoing some changes.

So, take a look, and consider following along.

See you on the highway.


The latest fly rod build

I think I am addicted. Addicted to building fly rods. Here is my latest build. It’s a 9’ 5wt 7-piece rod with a custom rod bag.


Broken down like this and packed, it’s only 18 inches long. Assembled, it’s 9’. This is perfect for taking on motorcycle trips.

There’s nothing like catching fish on a rod you built with a fly you tied. Smile

Do you motorcycle and fly fish?

See you on the highway.


Blue gill candy

I tie my own flies. It’s fun and relaxing. It’s also exciting to catch a fish on a fly I’ve tied.

Some time ago, I started looking for a good pattern for blue gills and bass. I started with something I saw called a bead-head bugger. I started tweaking the pattern to try different sizes hooks and features. I finally settled on pattern and made a bunch with different colors.


I also made some up in black and olive. All these colors work. Tied on a #12 barbless hook with ultra chenille and rubber legs. They’re blue gill candy.

As I started fishing and catching fish with these, the Veterans of our Project Healing Waters program took notice. “What are you using?” “Can I try one?”

So I made a bunch to hand out to the Vets. It’s become a very popular fly.



See you on the highway.


Veterans give back with a fish fry

To show appreciation for each other and the volunteers of Cincinnati PHWFF, the veterans decided to give back with a fish fry, and not just any ordinary fish fry.

Text and photos by D. Brent Miller published by Project Healing Waters Fly Fishing, Inc.





See you on the highway … or maybe on a stream somewhere.


Motorcycle Tenkara


The waters of Caesar Creek Gorge called my name
and the siren call was too much to bear.

The motorcycle waiting patiently in the garage called my name
and the siren call was too much to bear.

Which call should I listen to?
Which leisurely activity will win this battle?

“Both,” I said.
And so I gave in to the siren calls.