“Hey, look at what I got today,” Joe said. And he rushed to bring out two new bamboo rods—big rods—one 13 feet long, the other 15 feet. These were overhead casting rods (not spey rods) for an upcoming Atlantic salmon fishing trip with Bing Crosby to the Cockermouth Castle Estate in England for an episode of ABC’s The American Sportsman.
10 Years. 29 Magazines (9 digital only from June 2013 through 2015), 20 in print (2016-2020). And now four books with a fifth soon to come (2023 Anthology is due out in September).
An absolutely stunning collection of fine art prints, decals, shirts, hoodies, flies, and fly tying materials
He’s graceful for a farm boy fat on PBR. I’ve already made a pass. Tyler is just getting to the good shit. The cold weather has lost its lock on the river valley for the first time in seven days, and a small shaft of teasing sunlight is warming my right side. I have about 20 minutes to bask in it before it fades into a cold tree shadow and I freeze my nuts off.
“He could try to rush the thirty feet to shore but knew he wouldn’t make it, his numbed feet like cinder blocks.”
The run slipped through last March without too much resistance. And the prospect of us being waist deep, swinging this year in a sideways OP rain or maybe a deep coastal Oregon mist: Well, it is the stuff of both dreams and longing and frustration.