I’ve decided that the decision to fly fish has heaped an almost unhealthy dose of uncertainty upon me. I write “almost” because it’s not necessarily a bad thing. Unless it’s 2:32 a.m. and sleep is stalled by seemingly ceaseless questions anticipating this weekend’s attempt to put a family friend’s 10-year-old son on to some trout. [...]
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inaugural m/c trip, part 2 (the good stuff)
The inaugural Konoske Boys Two-Wheel/Fly Fishing Road Trip 2010 is in the books. We’d talked about this trip for a couple of years, and almost on a whim, it became reality. It began on a Saturday morning. The sun was rising, the air was just this side of chilly. It was time to mount up. [...]
post-m/c trip deconstruction…
…in reverse… sort of
Chronological order be damned; the middle often is the best. Bread is the handy carrier for PB&J. It’s the cream filling that makes the Twinkie. So, in this tale we’ll shove the more mundane stuff out of the way first. The last Friday in June, Sean and I loaded up the motorcycles with more gear than each [...]
big lake, up high, big fish: part two
Five o’clock in the morning doesn’t seem to come as early when it heralds a day of late June fishing. A quick “good morning” call from The Wife, a hot shower, a slathering of sunscreen and the packing of lunch and gear took thirty minutes. I was ready for what would be the best Monday. [...]
big lake, up high, big fish: part one
It’s still hard to decide if I just got it right or if it was the trout throwing me a bone. Crazy fishing. The morning of June 19th marked the start of my inaugural trip to volcano country in the northeastern corner of California. A driving time of 5 hours and 30 minutes would bring [...]
