Like seagulls descending on the carcass of a spawned out king salmon washed ashore, I joined my fellow scavengers at Borders bookstore in Modesto for my chance to peck deals.
Some folks think that there is no such thing as Cabin Fever. They are dead wrong. If Alferd Packer was still around, they could ask him about it. Good old Alferd (that's really how he spelled his name) was the noted cannibal who ate several of his companions after being trapped with them while snowbound in Colorado in 1874. Along about this time of year I start getting fidgety and look longingly out the window every few minutes. Although I'm an incorrigible outdoors enthusiast, even I don't really enjoy standing in the pouring rain unless its hunting ...
Everyone has their favorite colored baits.
When Melvin Allen welcomed some of the Weston Ranch basketball team's reserve players onto the court for the final 1:09 of their 87-67 win over East Union Wednesday, Allen was still in coaching mode.
An hour into my fishing contemplation I heard my phone buzz with a message.
As is common this time of year, we have been getting a taste of the coming spring.
What a difference a week can make.
No one can take the simple act of fly-rod contemplation and digress into philosophical mumbo jumbo like my buddy Klinger.
I believe the outdoors is remarkably safe, yet no matter what you do, there are risks involved. It doesn't matter if you are commuting to work, or driving a forklift on the job, teaching in a classroom, there are risks involved & you could get hurt. You & I are probably much more likely to get in an auto accident, or slip & fall at work than we are likely to get injured while out fishing, hunting, or hiking. The difference is that outdoor pursuits are often solitary in nature and you are often in a remote location far from medical help ...
I've been exchanging emails with a cousin of mine from Oklahoma.
The fly-fishing section of the International Sportsman's Expo was an entire building complete with casting pond and corner stage for presentations by experts.
With all the fog that we've been having recently, I'm reminded of how important it is that we slow down on the water.
I was at a pretty good place mentally as I headed into a two-story building laced with the scent of preserved animals and musky hunters.
About 100 years ago, my Grandfather earned his living for several years as a professional flyfisher. He would fish the trout streams of Colorado with his flyrod, & sell the fish to the mining & logging camps. Since it was his livelihood, Grandpa's primary concern was catching as many large fish as possible, & he utilized numerous techniques to fill his fish sack. One of the most effective techniques Grandpa used was the dropper fly, which consistently produced more and larger fish. The dropper fly is still an amazingly effective technique today.
Don't let this current storm fool you. If anything, it's going to improve the fishing.
Today kicks off The 2014 GEICO Bassmaster Classic held at Lake Guntersville in Birmingham, Ala.
About 15 years ago my friend Joe Mangelos gave me a free ticket to attend a fund raising banquet for the Rocky Mountain Elk Foundation. When I got to the dinner, I was feeling kind of guilty, so I bought some raffle tickets. Darned if I didn't win a brand new 30-06 rifle! I was hooked even though I've never been elk hunting, every year since I make it a point to attend the Elk Foundation Banquet.