I blinked, and just like that, it was spring. This year’s transition between the extended (and prolonged and horrid and muddy) winter and what we are currently experiencing seemed to have truly skipped spring and launched us into early summer. That is not a complaint per se, just a bit confused where spring went this
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
That ‘Bow
When my friend Steve Mirin, aka “Doc,” pinged me to see if I’d be up for a float with Chris Jackson, the answer was a strong and quick “yes.” Chris could only do a half-day with us, which freed Doc to visit family en route to Western Massachusetts and let me target some picky fish
How to Catch 40 Fish and Lose
I awoke on Saturday morning to the unsettling lack of sound and a quiet house. There was a note on the counter in the barely legible print of an 11 year-old boy: “Gone Fishin’ (to the lake).” Although my first instinct was to hustle downstairs to grab my rod and join my early-rising son and