Mike's Gone Fishin'... Again

A vignette from the Raleigh Fly Fishing Expo - Sunday, January 30th, 2011 A small boy - seven, maybe eight years old - leans on a pole ne...

Third cast. There. By the root ball. There’s always one there. Five o’clock alarm. Six o’clock on the road. Allman Brothers riding alon...

If ever a single image captured the essence of a fishing trip, the picture above perfectly and succinctly summarizes my first outing of thi...

At one of my favorite online fishing holes, The North American Fly Fishing Forum , there's a thread where folks are posting their favor...

Never, ever, Ever return South and smugly suggest that you're tired of snow The Cosmos listens

Back Home Finally Been North too long Love seeing the Family, but Tired of driving. Tired of snow Tired of driving in snow Tired of...

During this most blessed of seasons, may your travels be safe, may your heart be light, and may the stream of your life be filled with fa...

Airborne, my light blue heron Sharkskin disappeared into the thick, falling snow; slate grey strand invisible against the backdrop of hea...

A Holiday Repost of a Beloved MGF Christmas Classic (Hey, it works for The Grinch) 'Twas the week before Christmas and down on the Haw...

Cooper - The Grand Old Man It's become a happy Thanksgiving tradition to spend the holiday with friends and family at Jo and Dewey’s...