The last day of the season. The last time stringing up my rod. Last flies tied to tippet. Last casts. Last time clipping off the fly in the parking lot. Last time putting the rod back in its tube. The sun setting, me awed again at what its low angle does to the thick still-green [...]
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I went fishing today. Oh how I’ll miss starting a post with those four words. The trout season closes on Friday and I probably won’t fish again until sometime next March. I didn’t get any fish today, in fact, I spent far more time hiking and standing back than I did working the water. The [...]
When you’re driving through the night your eyes start playing tricks on you. Then your mind does. Then it’s time to switch drivers. I had gotten us all the way to eastern Montana and now the reflectors along the freeway were beginning to streak across my vision and sometimes I couldn’t remember where we were. [...]
I had an unpleasant feeling in my gut right before leaving on the trip. I try to listen to my intuition and the rhythms of the world around me when I make certain decisions, and everything seemed to be telling me that heading out for nine days of driving, camping and fishing wasn’t right. Only [...]
I’ve created a new bumper sticker for my fly-fishing readers… Just the simple silhouette of an Adams dry fly. You can buy it for five dollars.
A chapbook I've published containing my writing alongside the work of some other talented folks.
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