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
Narrow Bite Windows
Sometimes, it all comes together with fly fishing. You miraculously find stretches of water devoid of anglers, the hatches trundle forward and overlap so that you always have magical dry-fly action, and catching wild fish suddenly seems so easy and effortless. That didn’t happen to me on Saturday. No, we’re still seeing incredible traffic at