Although I fish frequently, I'd never taken a day off of work specifically to fish– until Friday. I decided a few weeks back it would be a good way to make the transition from 29 to 30 even though that wouldn't technically happen until Saturday. I spent the week reading reports, memorizing maps and tying flies… Read more...


I fish a lot, and those frequent excursions take their toll on my waders. They are usually damp. That combined with a few small holes and the summer heat create a perfect storm of olfactory horror. There are a few leaks in the neoprene seams at my feet, which means after a few hours of… Read more...

I haven't fished still water for weeks. It's not that I have anything against ponds or lakes, I just like rivers and creeks so much. I tend to have more luck in moving water, maybe because I fish it more. A vicious cycle. I went most of last week without a phone. After a fairly wet… Read more...

Rob and I plotted our fishing escape throughout the day, and after punching our respective clocks we headed north to the River. We'd hoped to catch a hatch, but when we got down to the water nothing was happening. I saw a few sporadic rises, but very few bugs in the air. We started fishing… Read more...

Early Saturday morning I got out of my car into the cold, quiet air. Surrounded by very tall trees, I could hear the faint sound of a nearby stream. As I walked to to the water the sand and gravel crunched under my boots. I hiked along a bridle path that followed the stream, staring… Read more...

We got to Michigan at 2am and I found myself asleep a half hour later. A short while later at 5am my phone starting ringing, which was very confusing to me. It took a moment for me to remember why I set the alarm, but once I remembered I was out the door. After a… Read more...

Visiting the great state of Michigan this past weekend, I found myself up at the crack of dawn both days, out looking for fish. Saturday morning I was up after a short nap of 5 hours, gulping down coffee and a breakfast sandwich. A half hour later I was at the Rogue River, a cold-water… Read more...