Though it’s been more than four decades, I still remember the jarring contrast. A broiling sun bore down on my skinny shoulders as creek water that felt as if drained from...
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When we were kids, my generation was dutifully warned about the evils of substance abuse. We were warned of complete strangers wandering oh-so-purposely into our paths...
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Back home, it’s just “the river.” I was born about a mile from its sandbar banks in Dardanelle, Arkansas, and I’ve never lived anywhere that’s more than a 30-minute drive...
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Modern-day fly anglers are incredibly lucky to be living through a time of intense specialization, particularly in the warmwater space. From the sometimes mind-boggling...
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Memories remain over 65 years since my younger brother, Tom, and I stood by a lovely trout pond on a misty Michigan morning. He, then a skinny 9-year old towheaded kid. Me...
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You know you’ve made an indelible mark on your craft when your longtime employer launches a premium line of gear and then puts your name on it. Chuck Taylor, eat your...
