Arizona Wanderings


Arizona Fly Fishing: Brown Trout

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The story goes: I hiked for a long ways. Spotted a big fish. Against all odds, my 20 minute stalk worked, with the big boy taking a brown mini-hopper. About 15 minutes later, I paid the price for this monster with a #8 hook in the face. My fault. Had my good buddy Antonio push […]

Wandering Europe: Versailles and Switzerland

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From our beautiful stay at the Manior de Malvoisine, my wife and I took the train to the Palace of Versailles. We wandered around the beautiful and lavish palace and then walked through the maze of gardens. We were informed that each flower and all plants in the garden were kept in healthy conditions with […]

Fly Fishing France: The Manoir de Malvoisine

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Knowing that I was going to be in Europe, I could not help getting on Google and seeing if there was anywhere for me to do a bit of fishing along the way. My wife rolled her eyes when she found out what I was doing, but it was already too late. One of my […]

Wandering Europe: Paris, France

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Our journey started with a short jaunt from Phoenix to Chicago and then a long flight to Paris, France. Michelle and I disembarked the plane, wide-eyed and unable to read any of the signs. With a little bit of figuring and asking the right questions, we were able to get on the right train and […]

Where I’ve been…

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Three weeks ago, my wife and I eafch packed a bag and grabbed our passports for an unbelievable adventure in Europe. With the help of the Flight Factory Domestic Flights, we traveled through France, Switzerland, and Italy with nothing but what could fit in a backpack, and we explored those places that we had only […]

The Start of It All: First Deer

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I used to be a whole lot skinnier when I was 14.  I could not have weighed more than a buck thirty with all my hunting gear on. Now, even though I look back with fondness on being able to run all day on the soccer field, I remember that the Pennsylvania buck season in […]

The Ritual

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Many weekends find me camping out, either hunting or fishing in the Arizona backcountry. What’s ironic is that as wonderful and exciting as my time in the wild is, nothing really compares to the moment when I turn the truck on to my street and drive up to the house. The garage door opens, and I […]