By Louis Cahill WHEN THE RAIN WON’T STOP, THE LIGHT IS FAILING AND THE RIVER SWELLING, STEEL HEADERS DRINK WHISKY AND STARE DARKLY INTO THEIR FLY BOXES. Maybe that’s a bit dramatic, but w...
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Who doesn't love watching a big silver salmon rushing towards a fly and crushing it? I'll tell you who, an Alaskan guide who's already unhooked three dozen of them for the day. I used to real...
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OPTION PARALYSIS EATS UP VALUABLE FISHING TIME. I've found myself, more than once, staring into my fly box as if I'd wandered to the refrigerator in the middle of the night, with no idea why I ...
I was talking with a friend the other day about doing some fishing in Colorado, his home state. This is a good topic to bring up if you are trying to lure me into an extended conversation. Colo...
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Yes, someone actually took the time to build this pathetic hybrid driftboat/soap box derby car. Louis and I found it snagged on a shallow riffle and abandoned on my home tailwater the other day...
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