Alright, let’s talk about the EP Streamer—this thing’s a beast for both salt and fresh, and if you’re after big, toothy predators, it’s gotta be in your box. Seriously, from stripers to pike, this fly’s like crack for anything that eats baitfish.

Tying it? Simple but slick. Start with a long-shank hook—I like a 2/0 for most stuff, but go bigger if you’re chasing tarpon or muskie. EP fibers are the star here. These synthetic bad boys are tougher than a $2 steak and somehow stay translucent even when wet. Layer ’em along the shank, taper the ends like a baitfish silhouette, and boom. Pro tip: Throw in some flashabou or UV dubbing for extra bling. Fish can’t resist that twinkle. Oh, and don’t skip the eyes. Stick-on, painted, epoxy—doesn’t matter, just give it that “I’m a snack” look.
What’s it mimic? Everything. Minnows, shad, anchovies, even shrimp if you tie ’em sparse. The beauty’s in the movement—EP fibers pulse and flow like the real deal, especially on a fast strip. Unlike those clunky Deceivers that turn into soggy socks after a few casts, this guy stays light. And speaking of casting…

Here’s the kicker: EP fibers shed water like a dog shaking off after a bath. One false cast, maybe two, and it’s dry. No more fighting a waterlogged fly that lands like a brick. Game changer for accuracy, especially when you’re trying to drop it tight to structure.

Where to throw it? Everywhere. No joke. Salt flats? Check. Estuaries with redfish lurking? Yep. Rivers with smallies crushing baitballs? Oh yeah. Even ponds with picky largemouth. If they’re ignoring your chartreuse, switch it up—grizzly-olive combo’s my go-to when they’re being fussy. And retrieves? Mix it up. Fast strips for aggressive fish, slow twitches when they’re lazy.

Last thing: Carry multiple sizes/colors. Some days they want a tiny sandeel imitation, other days only a 6-inch monstrosity will do. Reminds me of the time I nailed a 40-inch pike on a gaudy pink one after nothing else worked. Go figure.

Bottom line: This fly’s stupid versatile, casts like a dream, and outlasts most others in your box. Even my ham-fisted casting can’t ruin its mojo. Tie a few. Thank me later.