My friend and I took our chocolate balls of hair and slobber out for a little hike this past weekend. Samson and Finn got to be dogs on a few hundred acres of trails and scrub brush. They chased sticks and dove into cold water with gusto. Later that night I asked Finn if he…
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My road dog. My homie. My confidant. My asshole best friend who makes my truck smell. I wouldn’t trade him for the world.
As 2015 comes to a breathless screeching halt and 2016 rears it’s baby face like a college freshman full of hope and dreams I wanted to do a dump of some of my favorite photos of 2015.
See you in 2016…
If you were driving from Indiana to Atlanta for an early family Christmas and a friend called you and said, “The Hooch is blown but there’s a small chance we can fish some water in north Georgia. The place is called Brigadoon Lodge​ and is renowned for giant rainbows and browns that will make your…
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Cooler than a polar bear’s toenails.
Kneeling Nate nymphs noiselessly.
A big rainbow caught by Rich who was guided by Cameron
No pike were caught. One follow. Much cold. Finn judges you all.
