Tag: live life
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Nowhere, Alaska
I’ve been nowhere for a few hours and gone a day or two without a shower, but that’s about it. Alaska was different. My compatriots and I talked for months about how we’d feel when the float plane took off and left us to our own devices in the Alaskan wilderness. It was surreal and…
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Back “Home”
I don’t have any immediate family left in New York State these days, but I have enough people that still feel like family. They’re the type of friends you fall back into rhythm with like a musician picking up an old guitar that’s been in a dusty closet for a year. It takes a few…
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Fishing With a Time Machine
If I had a real time machine I’d probably return to a few scenes of fly fishing failure and try to make amends, but that would be cheating. Instead, I prefer to capitalize on the bipolar weather/elevation change in Colorado and use it to my advantage. The flies that worked so well in March have…
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Signs of Spring
“All my life through, the new sights of Nature made me rejoice like a child.” – Marie Curie My father and I visited Cheesman Canyon last week in search of trout and nature. It’s a Front Range fishery near Denver, so the days tend to warm more rapidly throughout the calendar year compared to other…
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A Day on the Water
No alarm set, but I still wake up early. I get to go fishing today. My coffee tastes just a little bit better because it’s Saturday. My truck is ready and willing to take me to the river and starts without a fuss. The wind is supposed to gust over 30mph later on so the…
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Reverse Poem: The Best of Everything
I was reading about reverse poems and wanted to give one a shot. Read from top to bottom and bottom to top. Get the best of everything don’t settle for less and work hard for what you deserve because happiness is on the horizon Aim high battle the slow drip of mediocrity and take the…
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Staring at the Sun
If I’m being honest, I never imagined I’d ever visit the state of Arkansas. However, there are some famous rivers such as the White and Little Red, which hold brown trout that would eat the browns I’ve been catching recently. In 1992, a 40 pound brown trout was caught below Greer’s Ferry Lake (where we…
Mayfly Musings 