Category: Fly fishing
A ‘True’ Day
When I drive to the river before dawn on a Saturday morning, the sky is dark, the roads are empty, and my mind is clear. I decided this morning not to play music. It was silent in the car. I’m trying to be more mindful in my everyday moments. Rather than worry without end, I
Saturday Brownies and True Love
I don’t know about you, but as we slide towards the winter solstice, my energy level goes down. As the daylight period decreases, I find myself needing more sleep. Part of it could be the aging process. I’m pretty familiar with this phenomenon, and many of my friends are, too. I’ve found that continuing to exercise
A Bright Thanksgiving Friday
People liked my Thanksgiving turkey and gravy. I hate shopping. Unstructured time with much downtime stresses me out. So, I’m grateful that Mrs. T. again gave me the hall pass to throw around bits of feathers and thread on a river with a fly rod. I caught a few dozen. Was really fun. Squeezed in two
A Fat 18″ Rainbow
I fished on Saturday. I was hoping to do one last trip to the Chesterfield Gorge area before the water temperature became too low, and yesterday was the day. I didn’t see any cars parked as I trundled down River Road, making my way down the dirt trail and negotiating the rocks. I felt incredibly excited
Not Your Average Sunday
I went away for my autumn fly-fishing weekend. Saturday was tough, as I had to work hard to land four fish. Today, Sunday, was crazy: I caught 62 trout, amidst freezing weather and a few snow squalls. Here is a view of my Saturday morning. I caught quite a few trout, including rainbows, browns, and brookies.