Getting knotty on the Upper Sacramento

For the first time since February I braved the high, off-colored waters of the Upper Sacramento river. It didn’t disappoint, though a certain decision of mine involving a knot did. Before I get there, here’s some context. My buddy Kurt and I left Manteca at 4:30 a.m. and were exiting I-5 four hours later just…

A few final words about the Expo

I stood for a moment atop the steps and looked down at the rows of lodges, outfitters, fly shops and other booths in the fly fishing building at the International Sportsman’s Expo in Sacramento. In the center was a strip of plastic with a slick of water for fly casting demonstrations. It looked like a…

Expo Recap

Of my five hours at the International Sportsman’s Expo in Sacramento, only about 45 minutes were spent outside the fly-fishing section. There were shiny things everywhere. The fly-tying experts were casually meticulous which was terribly impressive. One little kid kept bumping into the table, but that couldn’t detour one expert from finishing up midges under…

Well what about this?

There is a definite irony in fishermen, hunters and general outdoorsmen having and updating blogs frequently. I mean, aren’t we the ones that are the biggest advocates for lives afield? Unplug, get out, we say, then we come home to our computers, log on and type bursts – funny. I guess it shows how much…

Royal relief

I can count on one hand the number of days on which I broke something worth $500. In fact, I can count on one finger, the number of days on which I broke something worth half a grand. The day I hit a deer with mom’s truck doesn’t count because the truck still worked, though…