I didn’t wake up this morning with that much energy. A critical meeting this coming week, a few hiccups in…
243 Years old! I wanted to also say thank you to all the men and women of the United States…
It happens every year, with annoying regularity. It’s not that it sneaks up on me…not really. It’s just that it’s…
As I have said on several posts, the Parachute Adams is my main go-to fly, when fishing my home waters.…
I awoke this morning with two things on my mind. I had slept in a bit, which gives me a…
The 2018 Fishing season is winding down on most rivers, in Washington. Sunday marked only 10 days left on the…
I really enjoy the color changes of Autumn, both when viewed up close and when passing above. There is no…
I find myself more and more often making casual observations, and sometimes intentional choices, around a central question, these days:…
My position leaves me with a regular cycle of work-related stresses, that peak roughly every three months, as well as…
We went back to Snohomish for a night, this weekend. It was a chance to visit with friends that were…
… but not in the same place. I had heard from someone that Rattlesnake Creek had some great Cutthroat and…
I took it easy, today. Woke up a bit too early, forgot to finish my first cup of coffee before…
There are days when one needs to, at least mentally, raise the arms, flatten the hands, and form them into…
I don’t know that I’ve ever met a Fly Fisher that has not heard of the Woolly Bugger. It is,…
One day away from the first day of Autumn, but enough of a chill in the morning air to warrant…