A good friend’s father just passed away from COVID-19. For me, the virus has become more real, as a result. So, the idea of going fishing feels both trivial and necessary at the same time. In the grand scheme of things, it’s a minor thing to do. After all, so many are suffering around the
Focus on what matters. Namely, that’s family and fishing. Maybe in that order. And, then, friends. Friends who fish, then other friends. Wait, do any of us have friends that aren’t already fishing, too? All joking aside, I find myself in Indiana, helping my parents get prepped for what is likely to be a really
Like many anglers who learned a cast or a tip from Bernard “Lefty” Kreh, my son and I both feel a bit of a connection to the legendary angler. Maybe, it’s more like a small debt. Or, a dash of jealousy, even, as Lefty was a person who accumulated multiple lifetimes of fishing knowledge and
Bracingly-cold water during a heat wave, many fish on dry flies and a new experience. The Mrs. and I learned a few months ago that we would be empty nesters for a few summer weeks and for the first time ever. She suggested that I take her fly fishing. She had never been. Sign. Me.