Month: January 2010

Something’s bugging me.

At some point in one’s journey deep into the abyss of the of fly-fishing obsession, the angler reaches a point where they cease being a...

Dude, where’s the car?

It had been another forgettable day aboard The Hornet, fishing the Yakima with Marck. Like so many other days on Washington’s finest “blue ribbon” trout...