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A Couple Days On The Water With My Oldest

A Couple Days On The Water With My Oldest

This post is from contributing author, Pat Burke. From the time my oldest son Logan was born, I’ve been eagerly awaiting the days when I’d take him out to float a local river.  Over the last year I’ve witnessed him make great strides in his coordination.   He is no...

Efficiency: Part 2 – Leader/Tippet Changes

Efficiency: Part 2 – Leader/Tippet Changes

  My best days on the water are usually full of changes. The morning fog burns off, and I switch from streamers to nymphs; a half hour later, a swirling back eddy looks like the home of the next nameable brown trout (two footer), and I go back to...

This is the End

This is the End

And then . . . the line . . . broke. Silence filled the valley when echoes of his exasperation finished the chorus.

The fisherman’s hands were wet and shaking as he doubled over. He surrendered to the surface fog and knelt from the heavy punch to his gut.

Old Glory

Old Glory

This post is from contributing author, Pat Burke. It had been a while since Dom and I fished together.  Contrasting work schedules, running around with the kids, and family obligations make it difficult to find enough overlap time needed to make a trip worthwhile. ...

Muddy Meathead

Muddy Meathead

. . . Things started to happen. I moved two really nice trout — the kind of fish that makes you yell four-letter words as the opportunity vanishes — and I picked up a couple average sized browns. I went over to visit with Dad, and I plopped a few casts next to the bank across from him. He was at the top of the river-left side of the island. I walked across to the far side and waded through the high water by myself, into position to fish a place that’s a little special to the Troutbitten guys. I moved a small fish, then chucked the next cast as close to the water-logged tree stump as I dared.  Strip … drift … strip, strip … drift … strip … BAM!

Momentum carried him to the top of the brown water, and I saw the fish I’ve been waiting for. He swam hard to the tree stump, but with strong 2X I changed his mind. These are the moments fishermen live for. It was the culmination of a new streamer pattern, a new rig that Burke showed me, and relentless hope against forceful, muddy water . . .

The Boys of Summer

The Boys of Summer

These fishing environments, and the goals and obsessions that come with trout fishing, are good for me. And I think they are good for my boys too. . . . So, while I’m becoming an expert in patching bicycle tires and skinned knees, the boys are learning how to catch wild brown trout. It’s all possible now. This is the summer I’ve been waiting for . . .

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