Fish Net Stalkings

Or is it fish net stockings? I can see how they came up with the term. My apologies for that mildly awkward photo and unladylike pose. Admittedly there was some chaos in the moment of that grip & grin. Heavy wind, rocks all around, and we were coming up fast on the takeout. But we [...]

What The Hell Are They Eating?

Trying to crack the culinary code of feeding fish is an integral part of this game we all enjoy. Better anglers than I have more knowledge of entomology, and I learn a great deal listening to their suppositions, theories and predictions. I am sure both my dad and The Professor can tell you exactly what [...]

Sweet Take Two

Some of you may recall a story I told about Little Chick’s first fish on the flyrod, a cutthroat that she caught on the Blackfoot two summers ago. That event remains a bright spot in our family folklore, so in an effort to recreate fishing magic for Little Chick, my mother once again treated us [...]

Caviar & Cocaine

More like Tombstone Pizza and Frog’s Fanny, but hey, I like to weave in a good Charlie Robison lyric when it suits….and this is certainly one of those times. Rolling Stone has been calling. My lawyers are all tied up in slander suits with the tabloids. Paparazzi are hiding in the alley and culling through my [...]

Baggage Claim to Brown Trout

After cooling my jets in Austin for a whopping six days, Little Chick and I hopped a silver bird back to Montana yesterday to spend a week with my mother. So far, there’s no rest for the weary on this trip. We landed in Bozeman, drove stright to the Safeway in Helena, unloaded the groceries at [...]

River Bank Robbers

We spent four days on The Missouri and almost every rising fish we found was tight to the bank – and I do mean tight to the bank. We’re not talking out in the parking lot or loitering on the steps of a local community bank. These fish weren’t handling petty cash in the lobby [...]

Hyde and Seek

After two and a half weeks in Montana I am back in Austin and it’s safe to say I am having withdrawal. I fished 15 out of 16 days and am suffering from social whirling disease, off-balance and completely unable to participate in conversations that involve topics other than trout. When I close my eyes [...]

Through Melrose Colored Glasses

From my perspective life is pretty rosy over here on the Big Hole. We spent the last two days fishing and finding all sorts of new friends in & around Melrose. Come to think of it, I always seem to meet good people in this town! We’ve been kickstarting our days at the Sunrise Flyshop [...]