We nearly passed it by. Fast water, little structure, it just didn’t quite seem worth it. But time was on our side and Matt decided to wade into position for a quick cast. Before I knew what happened he was tied fast into a good fish…and losing ground. I tossed the Echo Gecko aside. Wading with, Read More
How’s that?” I asked, frowning into my crackling cell phone. “Did you say salmon?” “Exactly,” confirmed the young woman on the other end as I ransacked the glove box for a pencil. “Colorado salmon?” I pressed, confident that those words had no business sharing a sentence. “Correct,” she confirmed. “Okay . . . And, Read More
Carpon- A hybrid of a Carp and Tarpon The Carpon is an exceedingly rare species of fish that has never been seen by humans. Inhabiting lakes and rivers form Minnesota to Montana, the Carpon exhibits several unique life histories. It is unknown when the first hybridization occurred but some individuals are anadromous while others, Read More
Waters we know often bring more fish to the net. Time spent is rewarded in that way… and others. But new water offers an unparalleled sense of excitement. A recent road trip allowed me to sample some previously unfamiliar rivers in several states, and gave me a fresh taste of that old adventurous feeling. Each river, I was reminded,, Read More
We’re all chasing something. In fact, the human condition can be fairly described in terms of pursuit. Thomas Jefferson all but did so in the opening lines of the Declaration of Independence. Most major religious traditions, however, take a dour view of this facet of humanity. “Desire is the root cause of suffering,” said the Buddha. We, Read More
My kids have reached a point where they are no longer content just to be along for the ride. They want in on the action. They want a rod in their hands. However, handing your toddler your heirloom bamboo or latest fast action wonder might be a bit risky. Fortunately, there is a great, Read More
As a younger man I watched the western flank of the Wind River Range rise above me as I pulled into a small ranch outside of Boulder, Wyoming. It was 2003 and my Subaru Impreza was full of camping gear and a saddles. I’d skipped out on college graduation to take a job horse packing in, Read More
“Dada, um… Dada is it raining again today?” asked the five-year-old who’d come to wake me. “I don’t know man. You tell me.” Little feet jumped to the floor and trotted to the window. I knew from the pause what his answer would be. “Yeah… still raining,” he said finally, sounding too solemn for, Read More
It was like we’d been bewitched by Sirens. If we ended up on the rocks, so be it. Leaving those risers with out consummation was not an option.
“Did you use my gun?” “No grandpa…unfortunately not.” “Oh…still sounds like one heck of a story.” I wanted the conversation to be different. For the last few years I attempted to shoot an elk with a 300 Winchester Magnum, given to me by my grandfather. I wanted to call him and tell him the story, Read More