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…

Roads, rainbows, and remembering

My wife and I made the 10 hour drive to Atlanta last Thursday to have an early Christmas with my mom, step-dad, and brother. I spent Friday with my friend Ralph on the Chattahoochee being guided by John Scalley of A River Through Atlanta. I’m glad my family understands my addiction. I’ve waded the Chattahoochee…