March 28-31 2025. With a month to go, I was getting all giddy inside—like Kimmie the Fishig Dog that just heard the word “walk”—knowing that the 2027 trout season was just around the corner. Henderson Springs in March is basically Disneyland for fly fishermen, minus the churros and long lines. Mark Henderson even sent me…
Dodging the Storms and Chasing Stripers Saturday March 15, 2025 – It’s been raining for three days straight, and tomorrow promises more of the same. But today? Today was one of those freakishly perfect days—sandwiched between storms—when the wind disappears, the sun comes out, and everything feels just right. I wasn’t the only one who…
It’s raining today, so I figured I’d spend some time at the vise, tying flies and contemplating my life choices. My cousin Wayne and I are both practicing dentists and retired commercial fly tyers—though at this point, our fly tying skills might be more reliable than our dentistry. Maybe it’s our age, or maybe we’ve just…
March 5, 2025 – Somewhere in the Wild Bureaucratic Hellscape of California Another bout of rain looms on the horizon, but the real storm already passed—an eight-day exile at the hands of California Parks and Recreation. Banished. Quarantined. A punishment so absurd it could only have been conceived by a government agency with no clear…