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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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Rambling Review – Browning Pursuit Jacket Why: Even though Arizona is a desert, we still get some fairly serious weather that rolls through the mesas and canyons in our later season hunts. Mornings can start below freezing and the wind can make it feel so much colder. As I started my search for the right […]
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Leaving every shred of evidence out of the story, I will attempt to give a play by play of my Saturday. I was fishing a small stream picking up the usual 4-12 inch fish enjoying the peace that only a lonely overcast day on a small stream can truly bring. After a dozen fish attacked […]
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A bittersweet day in the field found me scoping out my hunting stand for the upcoming turkey/deer archery season. The day was bittersweet because I know that with archery season comes the new school year. So while this week I am setting up a ground blind thinking about water and food sources for my quarry, […]
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I woke to the beauty of the Arizona sun, rising across the canyon and beaming light into every corner of the forest. Breakfast rivaled dinner from the night, and the eggs, hash browns, homemade breads and coffee provided us with plenty of energy to break down camp and get things under way. The morning started […]
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There is something about the sound of heavy tires crunching over a dirt road on the way to an ice-cold creek. Anticipation was running high as I had not fished these streams for over a month, and I was worried what condition the Arizona summer had put them in. Gear was sorted on the tailgate […]
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It was pushing 100º by 7:00 am and I was cursing myself for wearing a black shirt (which is what happens when you get dressed in the dark). The fishing was unbelievably slow and for an hour and a half I had fished without any success. Carp were feeding out the film but all I had […]