It was 10 o’clock at night, and the road was getting worse. Recently finished up with a field season in SE Arizona, I was making my way back home by the way of the A-S National Forest before a 1,000+ mile straight shot across country on the 40. Someone forgot to tell 10,000 ft. that
Hot and Cold
Time on the water is a seemingly priceless commodity for me nowadays. So when I saw an opportunity on Sunday, I took it and revisited an old friend. This stream doesn’t have as many fish as some of the other places I like to fish, but it has a decent population of larger fish. I
Fishy Friends
At the last minute, Alex Bagdonas and I decided to meet up and fish. As you recall, Alex was one of the early blog writers, and he lives a quick walk from me, a few blocks away. Life has been very busy for us, and while we’ve kept in touch, getting stars to align to
Fall Back, Spring Ahead
The appropriately named sunfish rolled lazily at the surface. Just like me, it was greedily soaking up every possible ray of the warm spring sun. This walk down to the lake near my house was turning out much better than the last one. On that last trip I had walked through the woods in slow