The Dawn of the Nymph
A dry-fly devotee peers beneath the surface
A dry-fly devotee peers beneath the surface
Rivers usually round into shape by the end of the month
The Elk Hunter and I headed up into the mountains last weekend
A log blocking the river one day and gone the next isn’t unusual this time of year
Not every watchable wildlife moment is such a cheery one
We never told our parents about our adventures of course
Gathering up the calf was no doubt a dopey decision
With the kids off to college and me having resumed the bachelor’s life, I get to fish pretty much when I want
You’ve probably seen these mid-sized hawks if you spend time roaming around the marshes and grasslands the birds prefer
When I was a boy I loved going fishing with my Dad
For recovering guides such as myself or any other Average Joe that just wants to get out and fish, the increased presence of guides might be annoying
Saving a little room for Jonkel’s great bears is something worth doing
The poignant, sophisticated work Haggard produced over a decades-long career established him as one of the all-time great American artists
Jim Harrison has long been my favorite writer
The skwala hatch isn’t a bad time to refresh our memory about how to behave