I received my first vaccine shot a few weeks ago, and I immediately planned a fishing trip and rallied the blog team for a separate jaunt to Maine. It was thrilling once again to ponder travel and new possibilities. These vaccines have been miracles, and I cannot imagine where we would be without them. Last
Heart Revelations
Many times, fly fishing reveals what my heart is like. Mostly, it’s not a pretty sight. When I say my heart, I mean the part of me that’s the real me, what’s at the core of my being from which the joys and sorrows and everything in between emanates. It’s the true me, without all
A Long Time Coming
Last month I reconnected with my friend Anna. We were both part of the same lab group in grad school and both enjoyed fly fishing. Besides a couple of small local excursions, we never went on any day-long excursions. That’s why when she expressed interest in meeting up and fishing, I immediately obliged. Since she
Amazed and Amazing
Sometimes, it all comes together. You wish it happened more often. But after a lean period of winter fly fishing, just one productive outing is more than enough. I met up with Joe Drake, fellow blog team member and a guy who is the best caster with whom I’ve ever fished. Joe doesn’t float bobbers,