"The charm of fishing is that it is the pursuit of what is elusive, yet attainable, a perpetual series of occasions for hope." John Buchan

Stoneflies at the Ankle

A week earlier I’d been instructed to lie on a grassy space with a moulage bruise plastered on my ankle and various puzzling symptoms, allergies, and behaviors to portray. The fellow wilderness first responders seeking recertification that came to my rescue quickly identified my “true” issues and moved on to explore the logic behind the... Continue Reading →

Stop the Monumental Madness Part 2

Never be afraid to tell the ones in DC what you expect of them. "To my voices in DC, Senators Gardner and Bennett, and Representative Tipton: I live in Montrose. Let's just get this out the open--like many others, we moved to Colorado for outdoor recreation. We needed to live in a state that understood... Continue Reading →

Stop the Monumental Madness

I do not shy away from the fact I am a passionate advocate for public lands and protecting the National Parks, Monuments, Historical Sites and other federal lands.  And to that end, I sent the following letter to Ryan Zinke, Secretary of the Interior. I get that extraction of resources is tempting, and frankly keeps... Continue Reading →

Dividing to Conquer

My morning routine changed dramatically after the 20th of January. Before inauguration, I would check on snow and weather reports before rolling out of bed, plotting out fishing and skiing objectives. Now, I take a deep breath and hope I can get my eyes quickly past the accrued news alerts of the latest insults to... Continue Reading →

Looking Back on 2016

In an hour or so I will head to the Uncompahgre River for what is likely the last chance I’ll get to catch a fish in 2016. The water will be cold and riverbanks icy but the sun-warmed air will feel good. The tally of fishing days in 2016 is a smaller number than I... Continue Reading →

Opening the Portal

The calendar suggests it is spring in Colorado, however the memo to Mother Nature may have gotten scrambled in delivery. The weather has been squirrely with snow storms and dreary days outnumbering the bluebird, snowmelt-inducing sunny days. Despite that, the canals are open and the rivers are blowing out. The time for tail-water and reservoirs... Continue Reading →

Vicariously Guiding

Some of my happiest days have been the ones spent outdoors with strangers. For a few years the dream was alive that I could at least be a part-time rock climbing and hiking guide. For me, nothing was better than seeing a person, especially the teenage girls, transform from nervous novice at the base of a... Continue Reading →

Season Opener

There were about eight hours last week when I was in fishing limbo and I did not like it. Not having a current fishing license in Colorado felt a bit like staring at the ski pass on my coat the morning after closing day. The situation of lawful fishing is easier to rectify than scratching... Continue Reading →

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑