Other fisherman often make the comment that I'm lucky to live where I do. Luck has nothing to do with it. It's a choice. I started college here, moved away for a bit, finished school somewhere else, met my wife, and then moved back here, in large part, because the...
Hundreds of times Aiden has snagged the bottom, pulled the rod back, and either asked me if that was a fish or has told me flatly, “I think that was a fish.” Â This time, he finally experienced the certainty that a couple of good head shakes from a trout will give you . . .
** This post is from contributing author, Pat Burke. ** [/vc_message][vc_column_text]I began the long hike in just as the early morning blue haze crested the hillside. As usual, I opted for an early start to maximize my fishing time. My wife had plans in the evening...
The fishing brings us together. If our annual spring trip to the mountain wasn't planned, what chance is there that my dad, my uncle, my two sons and I would all end up in the woods together for four days? None. These trips provide us the reason to make time for one...
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