The Foam Line

My most recent adventure took me to Big Jacks Creek, a tiny tributary of the Snake River with north flowing head waters originating from t...

" You need to call my dad, he wants to know what you're doing today," that was all my wife had to say last Friday before I f...

Sizing up the competition   I have been a good little caterpillar for the last two weeks, holed up in my house, watching the weather, ...

    Wouldn't it be great if we could fly fish for birds while standing on a cloud. Your line would shoot downward into the mist as y...

 This blog post is not so much about how to catch fish and more about a nice day I had because I was not catching fish. I am often asked by ...

 I can take you!  The good old days of me picking a river drainage on the map and, "headin out" are all but stymied. A new ...

If you know where to drive and more importantly where to stop, you might get lucky and find yourself on a desert stream standing in a sunbea...