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Spent the day in the mountains with my buddy Antonio, who from here-forth shall be known as Samurai Tony. The reason being that Antonio has discovered tenkara. We fished a nice creek and found some willing fish to eat our flies. Watching Antonio fish with his tenkara rod, I could see that he was having fun and I can […]
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Jake and I met up for a quick day of fishing. The morning started beautiful and cold, and about the time we had our fly rods strung up, the wind started. It howled on us the rest of the day and made casting either direction a bear. Many of the pools had ice and it […]
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It was a brisk morning when I rolled up to the Burger King in Sedona, AZ to meet Alex Landeen, one of the guys over at Fat Guy Fly Fishing. It had been a long time in the making, but the stars had finally aligned for us to meet up and throw some flies to […]
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These photos are from a week or so ago on a day when I was able to steal away to Oak Creek. It is not often that I fish by myself these days, as I enjoy the company and it makes it much more affordable to split gas to drive to the high country. I […]
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Saturday was a very fine day of fly fishing in Arizona with a good buddy. With mornings being colder, we started late and were on the water by 9. Fish started coming throughout the day on mini-hoppers and parachute Adams, although bigger streamers did the trick later on in the day. Tough to ask for […]
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I ventured out alone which is something I have not done in a while. I was in need of a little soul searching anyway, so it worked out just fine. The mornings have been very cold in the canyons as the mid-fall sun only spends a bit of time warming the water. I opted for […]
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I recently made a new addition to my hunting and fishing pack – A Rite in the Rain Journal. This blog has been an amazing tool for me to look back and reminisce about where I have fished and hunted. On occasion it has even helped me decide where I would be fishing on a […]
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Saturday morning dawned frigidly cold in the north country. We sat huddled in the truck looking at the 29 degree mark (a cold temperature for Arizona boys) that blinked on the dashboard of the truck, and we thought twice about our decision. In the end there was no way we were turning around, so we geared up, put […]