Mike's Gone Fishin'... Again

The Photo Bin series hit the jackpot in September. Not from a quality perspective, mind you, but from a quantity perspective as the camera ...

Day 16 of 20 Days in September. Took a stroll through The Rock Garden, a few miles downstream of my usual haunts. The fishing's usually ...

Day 11 of 20 Days in September. After a week on the road it felt good to be wading home waters once again. Bushwhacked a half-mile down an o...

Day 6 of 20 Days in September. Paint Creek, WV. I've driven along this stretch of water a hundred times over the past couple of decades,...

Day 1 of 20 Days in September. Nothing epic. Just a saunter down to the pond. Low hanging fruit. But then, that's what this is all about...

The highlight of our summer - heck, maybe the highlight of our year - is the week that the grandkids come visit us here in central Caroli...

Image Courtesy of Jason Tucker What do I know of public lands? I live in the east where the concept of wide-open spaces, owned by us all...

I'm afraid that there's not much photographic evidence to prove that July actually happened this year. It was a lost month in any n...

There can be no more damning evidence of my total neglect of this blog than the fact that I haven't posted a photo bin since May. May ,...