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Fly Fishing

Can You Cast A Vote as well as you Can Cast a Fly?

Adaptive Fly Fishing Institute I believe that when a person picks up a Fly Rod and performs any sort of cast into the water they are creating a moment that goes well beyond the possibility of catching a fish. Days on the water are experiences and memories. An individual act that bears no singular definition, yet, we all feel a general sense of common... [Read more of this entry]

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The River High and The River Low

~Can't Catch a Fish? Stack Rocks~ When I was out fly fishing last Sunday, one of the comments I got was a general observation, but it’s the one I’ve been thinking about as a general river theme. One man remarked after asking me how the fishing was (not good),”Well the river is pretty low right now.” Yes. And that means?... [Read more of this entry]

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The Fly Fishing Film Tour and Swag Girl

~Fly Fishing Film Tour~ On Saturday night I swallowed any public shyness I harbor, summoned my bravado and faced the ultimate herd of Fly Fisherman collected into one spot (without water) and went to the Drake Fly Fishing Film Tour as it passed through Boise Idaho. When I first learned it was coming to town I had devised a plan. Buy a ticket, drive... [Read more of this entry]

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Fly Fishing on a stage while playing the Midge

~Working on the self portrait! Almost a whole face this time~ On Sunday I took Bandon the Bashful out for a Valentines Day event I knew she would appreciate more than say, a rawhide dipped in chocolate. We went to the local river establishment. A cheap venue, close to home, no-frills sort of date. She’s a dog, she’s easy to please. I went... [Read more of this entry]

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Fish Faces Only a Fish Mama Could Love

Once, when I was in Alaska, I was casting into the surf, just to see if I could entice a passing salmon or two. I was delighted when I felt the undeniable pull of a fish and I quickly reeled up my prize onto the sandy beach. The thrill turned to shock when I got a good look at my bounty. If my over-active imagination serves me correctly... [Read more of this entry]

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The Kindness of Fishermen

~The Unknown Fly I named Kindness~ I’m not sure what the above fly is called, maybe the man who gave it to me told me, maybe he didn’t. The fly used to have little rubber legs and was a bit more fluffy and distinguished. Now it’s a piece of my vintage fly history and a testament to the kindness I’ve stumbled across while on... [Read more of this entry]

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Introspective Thought: A fishing side effect

Yesterday I tried to send January off under the bold banner of “FISH ON”  ~ So I braved the rugged lands, forged through rough water (I went to the local city river) and intentionally stood under the gray sky contemplating if the wet stuff that continued to fall on my head was snow, rain or a sweet cocktail of the two. As I parted... [Read more of this entry]

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Big Fish, Little Fish…Photo Envy

Does this count as a Big Fish Picture? If one were to observe the fishing magazines, or stroll through all the profile portraits on Facebook or even visit various fishing blogs and websites, one might start to think the only fish to be caught were monsters that require a forklift to haul them out of the water. It’s almost enough to nudge those... [Read more of this entry]

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The Tale of Two Frozen Skunk…Fish

~The Look of Determination~ Since the beginning of the year I have snuck off to fly fish the honorable ‘in town’ Boise River….twice. The first time was a desperate expedition in bone chilling weather that was inspired by a doom and gloom thought I had circulating in my mind. A fact so consuming it began repeating itself over... [Read more of this entry]

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Who’s Afraid of the Big Bad Fly Shops…..

I can be…….. There is a level of trepidation that surrounds me each time I approach the doors of a Fly Fishing Shop….For awhile I wondered if it was just a ‘me’ thing, an individual nervousness that occurred without provocation or reason, but offhandedly, I’ve asked a few others about this peculiar neurosis... [Read more of this entry]

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Intentional log jams by the Damn Otter…..

Henry's Fork ~ credit Idaho Statesman On a political front, Idaho has had it’s fair share of embarrassing if not downright humiliating episodes in the last few years. Whether it’s toe tapping in the men’s bathroom (Craig) or joking about hunting our President (Rammell), we who live and dwell here have had to endure the disgrace... [Read more of this entry]

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