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Flycasting lessons with April Vokey

Flycasting lessons with April Vokey

A year ago, when I started this blog, I daydreamed about more time on the river. I was fish crazy and watching every video I could find, and reading every blog post. That’s how I discovered April Vokey from FlyGal Ventures. April is a renowned flyfishing guide and instructor. She posts some amazing pictures on … Continue reading

A fun bit of escapism

A fun bit of escapism

For the past several days, I’ve been watching The River Why. A fun bit of escapism for me. It took me several days, because I only had 30 minute chunks of time in which I could watch the film. While folding laundry on Sunday night. Just before bed on Monday night. And, finally, the last … Continue reading

Wild time

Wild time

Today the river officially closed. A deep sigh of relief comes out of me. Not because the river is closed, so that the wild salmon can enter and thrive. No, the sigh is because today I don’t have to feel guilty for not fishing. You know, because I can’t. Brains are such weird things, aren’t they? Seriously. What is … Continue reading

When I grow up

When I grow up

When I grow up, I want to hang with April Vokey. That FlyGal will teach me all of her wicked tricks, and she’ll encourage me to hit the river and get my fish on. And after a hard day of “working” on the river, we’ll celebrate our successes with a beer at sunset. And, when … Continue reading

Ticked off frogs

Ticked off frogs

A temperature increase in the mountains has sent some runoff water down our way. Add in a bunch of rain and you’ve got yourself a whole mess of water. It’s nothing dramatic, yet. Just some lowland flooding. But the rivers are swollen and the flow has changed; an additional 110 c.f.s. (cubic feet per second) per hour. … Continue reading

The Art of Observation

The Art of Observation

I took the girls for a stroll the other day. A growly bear, her friend, and a 4-year old with a fake phone who tells me she wants to “test” somebody. I can only assume she meant text. Yikes! How quickly they grow. I coaxed them away from MineCraft with the promise of fluffy whipped … Continue reading

An ethereal fog rolls in

An ethereal fog rolls in

A windy path lined with fallen leaves leads to our small river. Everywhere you look, shades of green and brown. It’s warmed up outside– at least 10 degrees. Even so, the small pools of water are still frozen. Reticent to thaw. The rocks are dry. It hasn’t rained in days. But step beneath the surface and the … Continue reading