Speedpost. Go.
If your todo list is anything like mine, you may want to go ahead and scroll down to the bottom of this to see a trout pic. But if you can stomach a little banter, saddle up and stick with me for a super-speedy, highlights-only report on our fantastic family vacation in Montana. But [...]
Down River Report
I feel like I am always blogging from behind, giving a retro wrap-up of what we’ve been up to. So as a change of pace I thought I would take a look down river, share what we have on tap in the near future. Rehab. Yesterday was my first full day without Bootsy Collins, the [...]
Cause the Brits Don’t Have Bulls and Broncs
I am quite the anglophile. I lived in London as a kid. I woke up early to see Kate & William’s royal wedding, I tried to pay attention to the Queen’s Jubilee. I dig corgis. But when it comes to the Fourth of July I keep my loyalties on this side of the pond. [...]
Pinky Tuscadero Was Definitely The Slutty One
I like to come up with names for bands and flies even though no one seems to appreciate any of my ideas. Like Rumble Strip for a band. Or The Tongue Depressor (Say Ah!) for a fly. Or my latest fly moniker, Pinky Tuscadero which I came up with on the South Fork. Let [...]
Mo Better
When someone tells you the Missouri is “fishing so well right now it’s like the good old days”, it’s really a passive-aggressive way to mark their territory and let you know how long they’ve been fishing the Mo. I sort of hate-love this hierarchical pinging approach since I’ve been fishing the Mo since 1997. [...]
Put That In Your Pipe And Smoke It
Because we like to put our friends on the spot, The Professor and I urged Eric and Ryan from Sunrise Flyshop to settle a marital debate that sprung up during our overnite in Melrose: Which one of us talks more in the driftboat? To be clear we’re both talkers, there’s no doubt about that. [...]
Turns Out Bootsy Collins is Both Funky and Fishy
Last we spoke I was settling into the news about my broken ankle and trying to navigate crutches without killing myself or someone else. (I swear I think crutches are merely an annuity program for orthopedic surgeons.) Despite having to travel through airports in wheelchairs at the mercy of Delta Airline subcontracted employees, some of [...]
Karma Is a Snap
Considering I rarely drink milk and am one of the few women in my age group not constantly gnawing on calcium chews like a teenage boy with a wad of tobacco, I am pretty impressed with my natural bone strength which was mightily tested this weekend vis a vis an airborne push pole that became [...]
Piscatorial Pictorial
My husband and my dad returned a week ago from their bonefish trip in the Bahamas but I am just now getting a chance to share the pics. For those of you out there who have been waiting a lot longer to hear back from me or get whatever it is you need from me, [...]
Green House Effect
I wish I were wearing my lucky green Cloudveil fishing shirt and chasing bonefish in the Bahamas, but sadly this picture is from a few years back. Today finds me sitting in my house green with envy as my husband and my dad are in the Bahamas without me. Alas, I am but a [...]
