Sometimes I fish. Although not very well. I definitely spend more time in front of computer screens than I do on the water, which is criminal.
You won’t find photos of giant trout or tons of grip and grins in these posts. But you may find some of the most beautiful places Mother Nature has to offer. There’s nothing quite like the cool shade and deep greens of a mountain trout stream. Conversely, the salt has it’s own flavor, of savory aquamarine and beige. There’s also some charm to fishing small ponds. Bluegill will certainly scratch the itch. Each has its place, and I’ve tried to visit my fair share.
Take a click through some of these fishing reports and come along with me…
A Slow Day and a Quick Release
I snuck out last weekend to hit a pond I like to fish on occasion. I haven’t fished it in…
Work, Water, and a Few Wild Trout
The Trade Thursday, August 28th. I was just about ready to leave the office for the day when one of…
Storms, Snakes, and a Mixed Bag Slam
It had been a while since I fished. The trip to the White Mountains was now more than a month…
A Long Weekend in the Whites
June was a very good fishing travel month for me. A few weeks following the Driftless adventure, I was able…
Driftless 2025: Part 5 – The Last Stage
All great journeys must eventually come to an end, and the Driftless 2025 was no different. Tuesday was to be…
Driftless 2025: Part 4 – A Warm Welcome
When I fly into the upper Midwest to fish the Driftless I typically travel through the Minneapolis airport. It’s the…
Driftless 2025: Part 3 – Over Hill and Under Hill
Day Three in the Driftless was going to be a unique one. Anthony and I were planning on fishing with…
Driftless 2025: Part 2 – Inside Information
“Where do you want to fish today?” “I don’t know, you got any ideas?” “Let’s go over to the campground…
Driftless 2025: Part 1 – An Unexpected Party
Back and finally recovered from my annual jaunt to the Driftless Area, it’s time to journal some of the goings…
Brought to My Knees
One of the best things about sports are its rivalries. The back and forth competitiveness of strong adversaries creates peak…
A Whirlwind Weekend
Last weekend was a bit of a whirlwind… The weekend began in Tampa, Florida. I was there for a work…
Happy New Year 2025 from Valley Creek!
Had a wonderful morning reacquainting myself with Valley Creek in Valley Forge National Historical Park on New Year’s day. It…
One Year Ago, I Had an Amazing Fishing Experience
When “memories” pop up in your social media feed, they often bring a smile to your face. While many can…
Sunday Success
Is there anything in fly fishing better than an aggressive topwater strike? Don’t answer that question if you disagree, because…
Turtle Gauntlet
Typically, when I fish the neighborhood ponds by my house, I go to a specific pond first. It’s no secret,…
Live Free or Die
I went up to New Hampshire last weekend to meet some new (and familiar) friends at the White Mountains Tenkara…
That’s a Little Better
After yesterday’s walk in the woods, I awoke this morning hopeful, but not exactly believing things were going to go…
Should Have Been There Last Week…
Unfortunately, that’s how I think this weekend’s run up to the Smokies is going to be categorized. Don’t get me…
Big, Small, or Otherwise
I made the run up to Georgia last weekend. Taking Friday off from work, the extra day provided the perfect…
The First Fish of 2024
It’s March already! While I’ve been writing a bit more about fishing in 2024, I hadn’t actually done any fishing…
Milling Around the River
Making good friends when you’re young is easy. It can be through neighborhood proximity, a shared classroom or extra curricular…
Tales From the 2023 Labor Day Escape
It has become somewhat of an annual tradition to make the run up to the Smokies for Labor Day weekend.…
Spiderwebs
Two of my favorite outdoor activities are hiking and fishing. They’re both forms of recreation that I find calming, and…
Wolverines!
Fish are meant to stay in the water. No, I’m not preaching for you to “keep ’em wet.” It’s an…
Five Days in the Driftless
My flight landed in Minneapolis at 830am local time, about fifteen minutes ahead of schedule. The checked bag was among…
On the Tennessee Side of the Smokies
A few weekends ago I made the trip up to Gatlinburg, Tennessee to meet up with some friends for the…
The Warmth of a Greasy Burger
“I like fishing in the rain…” I knew it was going to rain. I had watched the conditions on my…
New Year, New Bluegill
The first fish of 2023… Drumroll please… Standard issue Florida retention pond bluegill! Needed to knock that out before heading…
Off the Grid in the Tennessee Mountains
Last weekend was one of those fishing trips that just goes by way too fast. Spent a few days with…
Closing Out Summer in the Smokies
It was going to be a rain-soaked Labor Day weekend in the Smokies, but the fish are wet anyway, right?…
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