On Saturday, when Jo and I were departing from the river, I asked if he wanted to write about our day’s adventures or if he wanted me to. He said it didn’t matter. He would write something up, but I could too if I wanted to. “Well, I might if you promise not to edit
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Regressing
Life has a way of evening out things. It keeps you humble but later will lift you up. And, fly fishing is just one stage of many where that happens to me. After a lights-out session a few weeks ago during a Top 10 Day when I could do nothing wrong, life stepped in and
The Great Drake
As the sky darkened and the gentle rain became a legit downpour, it seemed like an exciting way to kick off Sunday’s blog team gathering: it was time for Drakefest. Joe Drake sadly is moving down to Virginia for a new gig, and we thought it would be awesome to gather in the woods and
Fly Fishing, Chemo, and Me
There are three good reasons not to read this particular blog entry. First, you may be like me and try to avoid stories about people’s bouts with cancer. I can’t say I blame you. Second, when I mention how my faith has helped me through it, you may feel like religious experiences don’t belong in