Tag: wild fish

  • Seasons of Change

    Seasons of Change

    Gone are the summer evenings of sunlight and splendor. Fallen are the leaves of autumn once more. Bright mornings give way to early darkness as a new season approaches. The rivers are much cooler now and the snow will be flying soon. I even had ice in my guides while fishing this weekend, which acted…

  • Nowhere, Alaska

    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…

  • Compliments and Kindness Don’t Cost a Thing

    Compliments and Kindness Don’t Cost a Thing

    Why do some people hold back on giving compliments? Do we just not think about giving them or do we keep them to ourselves? Does it diminish us to build others up? Complimenting others makes me feel good. Building people up is oh so important for kids, middle aged folks (like myself) and retirees alike.…

  • Attention to Detail

    Attention to Detail

    What do you notice that others don’t? Can you spot a hawk on a fence post 100 yards away? Can you see a rising fish your buddy just missed? Did you spot a piece of trash ten people just walked past? Do you see the pain someone else is experiencing without uttering a single word?…

  • Fishing With a Time Machine

    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…

  • Hunting Wild Rainbows

    Hunting Wild Rainbows

    Not all rainbow trout are created equal. There are dumb stockers throughout the United States that will eat almost anything and they don’t care about a mediocre drift. They’ll eat something flashy, thinking it’s their last meal and there’s nothing wrong with that, but it’s not a challenge and that’s not why I fish. Wild…