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I became a steelhead fanatic by chance some years ago, when I rented a place in Alexander Valley.…
Tough As They Come It’s hard to love a river that refuses to love you back, but that’s…
I’ve always loved fishing cabins. I discovered their charms as a boy when my father rented a rickety…
I’m not one to brag about my fly-fishing expertise. My skill set is pretty basic, although I’m willing…
I’ll be the first to admit I have some flaws as a fly fisher, but there’s only one…
It can be risky to indulge in nostalgia. I’ve discovered that the biggest trout I’ve caught continue to…
Picture yourself on a stream in the Sierra as spring begins to arrive. It’s been a long winter,…
I’ve never been fussy about my fly box. As a beginner, I relied on a tin that once…
It’s no news to fly fishers that autumn is the season for trophy browns. The males are in…
Long before I owned a fly rod, I discovered the joys of the sport while at college. I…