Three days in Alberta

Life has a funny way of repeating itself. This summer, as I was getting ready to visit Southern Alberta for a fews days off fishing with my brother, my wife turned to me and said, “Do you know what you were doing on this day 9 years ago?” After a moment, I remembered that I … Continue reading Three days in Alberta

A Creek of One’s Own

When I was about 12 years old, my best friend's dad bought a house on the opposite end of the island we were living on at the time. When I asked him why his dad had bought the place--they already had three places that I knew about--he told me that the creek that ran through … Continue reading A Creek of One’s Own

Teaching An Old Dog New Tricks – Fly Fishing With My Dad

Fall is in full swing here. The nice weather is happening less often; the poplars have started turning, adding nice golden yellow patches to the hillsides and we've seen frost on more than one occasion. As part of the usual fall celebrations, we had ourThanksgiving last week here in Canada. Since my wife works weekends, it … Continue reading Teaching An Old Dog New Tricks – Fly Fishing With My Dad