My friend, my new hat, and I made the necessary excuses recently and went fishing. Within an hour, we were motoring up the South Fork of the Snake River. Continue reading
Here’s to the New Year. Yes, it’s February, but there are still eleven months to go. No need to rush these things. Of course those of you who understand how things work know that I’m writing this around the first of January so you can have the pleasure of reading it in February. You’re welcome. Continue reading
Do you ever wonder if you missed your calling? If a simple decision redirected your fated path or closed the door to what may have been your passion? Continue reading
December is one of my top ten favorite months. I love the holidays and the family traditions, the gatherings and the games. Continue reading
I learned another new word! Such an event is usually accompanied with a sense of contented accomplishment. This time, my increased vocabulary served only to temper the painful experience that accompanied the occasion. Continue reading
The Big Lost River above Mackay is a little-known secret among fisherman . . . oops. It doesn’t get the traffic of the South Fork of the Snake, the Boise or Henry’s Fork. Continue reading
