Finn finds water

My little lab is growing like a weed. He’s 5 months old and pushing 50 pounds of floppy skin and huge feet. When I bought my house I lucked out and moved in next to great neighbors who also farm. Their farm has a stocked pond and the fishing is great, but I digress. Yesterday…

Life won’t wait

It’s been a busy few weeks. I can finally sort of catch my breath and relax a bit. Spring is here. Rivers are blown. The weather is slowly warming. My patience with this winter broke. I’m ready for smallmouth bass, long nights by a campfire with friends, and waking up to the sound of birds…

Dog Days of Winter

Seems like lately my life involves staring out a window at snow and pacing from room to room muttering to myself. There are brief respites from the doldrums when I get to take the dog out to the creek to let him stretch his legs. The other day my friend Eli and I loaded the…

My unicorn

When the marshmallow known as Fritz went to the park, I also took some photos of my 2007 Subaru Forester XT Sport. It’s one of the rarest of the rare. Urban Gray Metallic. 5 speed. Only 125 of them were made. I might have a problem with my addiction to my car.

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Blown

Two weeks ago I had high hopes for a spring full of fish. I had dreams of fishing my local streams, searching for those fish I knew by name, hoping they made it through another long Indiana winter. I know now that spring is a tease. Spring is that girl in high school who lets…

Spring! Smallies!

FINALLY. It’s been a long winter. Longer than what should be allowed in any fishing person’s life. I’ve patiently (ha!) sat and tied flies to fill boxes. I’ve given a lot away and my boxes look empty to my eye. It’s a vicious circle. My buddy Don sent me a text yesterday. Let’s fish. Wes…