Convergence
If you’re like me, when you hear the word “convergence” you imagine two rivers flowing together to form a new body of water. But if you actually look up the word, you will find countless definitions, including mathematical, medical, lingual, social, and financial. I was particularly intrigued with the medical definition that eye doctors use: [...]
Next Year I’m Selling Ad Space on Little Chick’s Camp Trunk
Even though it doesn’t start for another ten days, we are in full swing getting ready for summer camp. Little Chick decided she needed a little more flair on her camp trunk this year, but the only stickers I have are fishing related, save the one from our local organic market. So forget Hannah Montana. [...]
Aye, There’s The Rub
You may have noticed that there isn’t a category on this blog titled “Food & Recipes“. It’s no secret that I am not known for my culinary skills. Best I can recall, the only post I’ve ever done on my cooking capabilities was about my flyfishing cupcakes. And technically I didn’t cook them, I just [...]
Water Water Everywhere, And So My Fly Must Sink
May is a precarious time to fish in Montana. Rivers are swollen with extra water and moving high and fast. Our Girls Trip occurred just before the hatches really turned on. There were a few callibaetis fluttering about with sporadic rises here and there, but apparently not enough to get the fish to key-in on [...]
Defining Lines
Anglers know something of lines. Wet a line, throw a line, mend your line, strip line, feed line. Slack in your line…or better yet, tension on your line. Lines and patterns are all around us, both in fishing and in life. If you’re a mom, you know there is a fine line between doing something [...]
Forward My Calls to the Hen House
Don’t fret if things are a little quiet in here over the next few days. I am running away — but not for long, I promise. I’m headed to Montana for a GIRLS fishing trip, and I am so excited! Eight chicks fishing and hanging out for an entire week….I am quite literally, tickled pink. [...]
Let’s Talk About Fishing Instead of Big Hair & Milli Vanilli
I went to Nashville last week for my 20th high school reunion. That’s right, I graduated in 1989 when Milli Vanilli ruled the airwaves, and shoulder pads were such a source of power that they rivaled the potency of Samson’s hair. And while we’re on the topic of hair….apparently bigger was better back then. I [...]
No, I Did Not Sign The Covenant
Harkening back to the holidays, I promised Kentucky Jim I would share the tale of my brief roadtrip from Nashville to Kentucky. You see, the holidays were abuzz with food and spirits and activity and I needed a mini escape from my escape, so to speak. A 24-hour respite to relax and wind down. So [...]
This Is No Longer a Vacation, It’s A Quest.
After disappearing this summer on a super-extended fishing vacation, I promised regular FFC reader Monty Montana (who was none too pleased that I abandoned my blog without explanation) that as a meager penance I would deliver some cupcakes to a nearby Veteran’s Hospital. What better day than Veteran’s Day, right?? I recruited Little Chick to [...]
Is This Thing On?
Why is it so quiet in here?!?! Alright, I know I know. I’ve been radio silent. But to tell you the truth, I have a very good excuse… I just haven’t had a damn thing to say. No self-promoting fish pictures to broadcast, no play-by-play of days on the water with family and friends, no [...]
