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We bumped and bounced our way over the washboard road until we reached the creek and, after driving up a ways, found that we had the creek to ourselves. The water was a little low and gin clear with the aquatic vegetation growing thick. Fishing has been getting tougher on this stretch of water due […]
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It has been a month since I was last on the small streams and it has been too long. Saturday morning dawned cool and clear as my buddy, Jason, and I turned into the pullout. We decided he would drop my off on the lower part to let me fish up while he went up […]
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I had a couple of hours free on Saturday morning, and even though I did not have the alarm set, my eyes opened out of habit at 5:00 am. After filling a thermos with coffee and grabbing my 6 weight, I hopped in the truck and drove over to some of my favorite ponds. I […]
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On any given Tuesday evening, Michelle takes off for some girl time over at her friends house and the pups and I get a little boy’s night in. After mowing our 100 square foot patch of grass out back, we settle into a nice little routine.
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I had the opportunity to pick up the fly rod over the Labor Day weekend and chase some fish at a few of the urban ponds around Phoenix. I learned my lesson last year, and decided that on Memorial and Labor Day weekends I should avoid the high country. The roads up there become parking […]
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Drumroll…and the first number up is: #45 – Ty – Ty. Please choose your prize (fly box or shirt) and shoot me an email with your address. Congrats. And the second number is: #3 – Erin Block – Erin, once Ty sends me an email, I will let you know what is coming your way. […]
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I know it is a little early in the year to be thinking about this, but in a couple of months, everyone is going to be scrambling and trying to get those last minute items for Christmas. Shopping for the outdoorsman, wether a fisherman, hunter, hiker, biker or whatever, can be very difficult because usually […]
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Since being bit by the bug of fly fishing, I have been going full tilt with no end in sight. When I am not hunting or being domesticated, most weekends can find me sleeping on the ground and stalking wild trout on the small streams in the mountains of Arizona. I have been blessed to […]