I haven’t been tying flies very long. Just a few months, actually. But it wasn’t too long after I started that I came up with my own take on the sakasa kebari and have since declared this beast my “one fly.”
This is the story of how it happened.
It started innocently enough. The first fly I learned to tie was a very sensible caddis nymph, a productive mainstay for the streams here in Montana. A lot of anglers catch the majority of their fish on some variation of the caddis nymph.
After doing okay with simple nymph patterns, I decided to move on to the sakasa kebari — the fly I really wanted to learn both to tie and to present on the stream. And on that fateful day, something terrible arrived at Beyond Belief Media global headquarters (Brian’s house). A purple starling skin.
Brian had ordered it online, not noticing that it was dyed purple instead of natural. Brian hated it. I loved it. I took it to the vise.
“Are you seriously going to tie your first sakasa kebari with purple hackle?”
“Daniel says that the fly doesn’t matter.”
“If Daniel were here right now, he’d be crying.”
“If the fly doesn’t matter, why not make it something with personality?”
“I will not help you. I will only document the atrocities.”
And that’s the story of the Punk Rock Sakasa Kebari.