On Friday morning, I was on a Zoom call with members of my parish men’s group. We used to meet every other week. We now convene electronically each Friday. Some of us are crazy-busy. Others, not so much. Many are in-between. We all agreed, however, that this was a Lent we would never forget. In
Category: Fly fishing
Not Business as Usual
In a way, Saturday was business as usual. I met up with one of my fly-fishing buddies, and we hit a river in western Massachusetts. But, we also made sure to keep at least six feet away from each other. And, we talked about COVID-19, and our concerns for our parents. In a way, it
Game Birds
One of Mrs. T.’s uncles hunts. On Thanksgiving, he gifted me with some birds that he had shot. He knows I’m a fly angler and fly tier. I never skinned a bird until today. But, it is amazing what you can find on the Internet. So, after storing the birds for a few weeks in
The Spiritual Steelhead Journey
Steelhead fly fishing is everything they say: It’s freezing, mentally and physically challenging, and full of long stretches of boredom. Rarely, there is a moment of chaos when a fish is on. Steelhead are two- to three-feet long and are absolute brutes. Words cannot explain how tough it is to land one, particularly without a
The Stream Dream
For my birthday weekend, I fished yesterday with some fly-fishing buddies, and we had some great luck. I’m fortunate to be part of a tight circle of anglers, comprised of people obsessed with chasing trout. We often compare notes, share secret fly recipes, and fish together. They’re great guys, too. As The Grant Study showed,
Resilience and Fish
I was so glad to read that Ben Watson is rejoining the Patriots. He’s a favorite player for me, both because of his thoughtfulness (example here) and his resilience. Here is a video of a “never give up” play that he made, which I’ll never forget. Also, thanks to Mrs. T. for letting me go