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  • Following the threads

    Following the threads

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    I don’t remember exactly where the phrase first came up for me this year, the idea of following the thread. Likely in a random social post over on LinkedIn where I need to sound a weird mix of profound and professional. Even more likely is that I was talking about…

  • A brief encounter

    A brief encounter

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    I’m in the middle of a stolen moment and fishing on the side of the road as I slowly make my way back home. I’ve been staring at this run for years, but have never fished in. But today I have the time.  A pickup comes down the road, hauling…

  • Beavers, brook trout, and bow casts

    Beavers, brook trout, and bow casts

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    There are two things that I don’t normally enjoy – early-season fishing and showing people my spots. Today I was doing both.  To be fair, I wasn’t really showing someone my spots. I was fishing with another human, something that rarely happens. And, if I’m being really honest, these weren’t…

  • The same river twice

    The same river twice

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    “Having any luck?” the man asked. “I’ve managed to get into some trout,” I replied. “How about yourself, any luck?” “A few fly poops,” he said. “Nothing much more than that.”  I had been watching the man sift through the dirt at the side of the river for a while…

  • My side of the mountain

    My side of the mountain

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    Sometime around the time the shooting started, I realized I lost my net. Everything happened so fast and my only thoughts were around trying to avoid getting shot, not picking up all my gear.  As intense as that was in the moment, it passed quickly. A few blasts from my…

  • 800,000 words later…

    800,000 words later…

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    Sometime around my last post, things got busy. I was getting more writing work than ever, and it was great. But, it meant that the time and energy I had to spend on writing for the blog dipped, which wasn’t so great. Time passed. I wrote… …and wrote… …and wrote……

  • Three days in Alberta

    Three days in Alberta

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    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…

  • One Last Cast

    One Last Cast

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    A few years ago, a friend and I got together for what would become the first of many fishing trips together. We did some research, found a place to stay and booked our trip. Both of us were pretty excited about the trip and in the moths and weeks that…

  • Golden Stoneflies – My Six-Legged Obsession

    Golden Stoneflies – My Six-Legged Obsession

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    As I slowly become a better angler and better at things like reading the water and paying attention to what’s going on around me, I’ve started to develop an appreciation for some of the flies that I’ve had in my box for a long time, but never used. Few flies…

  • In Need of an Anchor

    In Need of an Anchor

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    I have been in need of an anchor lately. It was something that I hadn’t really realized until I read this post by my buddy Walt over at Rivertop Rambles, but as soon as I started I realized that’s what I had been experiencing. Winter does that to anglers. The…