From the Mountains to the Marsh – Wrapping Up Beavers Bend

After a few peaceful days of fly fishing in the cool, clear waters of Beavers Bend State Park, I’m back home on the Texas coast. The trip was a perfect spring escape—misty mornings on the Lower Mountain Fork River, sight-casting to rising trout, and evenings by the fire with the sound of the river nearby. It’s hard to beat the mountain air and those deep pools filled with willing browns and rainbows.

But as great as the Oklahoma waters were, there’s nothing quite like home. The salt air, the sound of mullet flipping in the back marsh, and that first tailing redfish on a still morning—it all draws me right back in. With water temperatures rising and tides shifting into summer patterns, it’s time to return to chasing reds, speckled trout, and maybe even a few flounder on the fly.

I’ll be back out on the Galveston flats this week, rod in hand and camera packed, ready for what the tides bring in. Stay tuned for some coastal fly action—there’s plenty more coming.

Stay tuned for the full blog on Beavers Bend trip!

What was your last trip like—mountains or marsh?