Fly Fish Mend

A stream bed is a patchwork of stone and sand. The cobbles and gravel interlock together under the force of […]

Sitting in front of my vise at my fly tying desk, I am distracted. The majority of my brain is […]

Twenty-four years ago, I was beginning my career in environmental consulting in a role that was part restoration scientist and […]

Like a time-lapse series of photographs, the sky shifted from a bright sun that narrows your eyes to a foreboding, […]

Our knee boots were barely high enough to keep the vines and multiflora rose from scraping our shins as we […]

“The fly, the leader, and the rod tip need to be in the same lane” were the first words of […]

Walking from the parking area, each step in my wading boots crunched against the gravel. I love that sound as […]

A nurse helped me put the scrubs over my clothes while speaking in a calm but purposeful tone. Doctors and […]

There were no rising fish and no pauses in the sighter. No trout were maneuvered into the net and released […]

I spent the week at the beach in North Carolina with my family.  I still had to work a bit […]