The snooze button does not ring out in my room on a fishing morning. My eyes open before the jarring chime can sound, before the sun rises, and before there is any movement in the house. The truck is packed,…
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A Summertime Grassy Cutbank
Wading in thigh-deep water along a grassy bank, scalloped from years of erosion and irregular establishment of vegetation, I know each cast could produce a strike. One of my best fish last year was caught in this type of water.…
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But Not Today
The snooze button does not ring out in my room on a fishing morning. My eyes open before the jarring […]
A Summertime Grassy Cutbank
Wading in thigh-deep water along a grassy bank, scalloped from years of erosion and irregular establishment of vegetation, I know […]
Fly Fishing Doesn’t End at the Cast
The feel came back quickly. Months had passed since I fished with a monorig, an extended monofilament leader that reduces […]
Fishing and Floating Along the Watauga River
The Wilbur Lake Dam loomed above us; we could feel the mist and hear the flowing water, but only the […]
When All is Right in the World
There was no need for an alarm clock. After evening thunderstorms, the water would be up and off-color. Hopefully enough […]
Sometimes, The Oars Have It!
Movement through the water is both a challenge and a strategy in fly fishing. Wading is how I fish most […]
Missing the River and Managing my Mind
I’m halfway through a four-week recovery period of a minor foot procedure, which left a quarter-sized wound in my right […]
On the Water, Mobility Equals Ability
A downed tree, fallen across a stream, is more than a habitat feature. At over 50, it is an obstacle […]
Going Through the Motions
The uneven, bouldery substrate and low water levels challenged my wading and made it difficult to approach likely fish feeding […]
Low Water Blues
Fishing my home river has been depressing, even with this weekend’s rain; the gage levels barely ticked up. Historically, we […]