On this particular day, the river was unfishable by most standards and only a couple bank eddies provided a thin sliver of opportunity. Even in those "spots", I dared not wade out into the water more than a step or two. Just enough room for some semblance of a poor roll cast weaving my body, …
The first day of trout season was bitter sweet this year. My son who has lived in PA for the past two years will be headed back to California tomorrow to resume his life there. I am thankful for the many fishing memories that we have made over the past two years. He is a …
Note: I first wrote this blog post on May 9, 2014. Since then, I've reposted it every mothers day in memory of the woman who sacrificed much so that her son could realize many of his dreams. Thanks mom... I was inspired to write this post after reading a recent article on the Kayak Fishing …
This week is my son's birthday so we planned a few hours of fishing capped off by dinner. Our ambitious plan included a stop at the fabled Spruce Creek and the Little Juniata River. A quick pit stop for coffee and a breakfast sandwich at around 7 a.m. and we were headed for our destinations …
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Snow covered roads and a partially ice covered Little Juniata set the stage for a great fishing trip with my son. We arrived on one of our favorite stretches of the Little J in the late morning and spent a few hours Euro Nymphing. There is something calming about standing knee deep in a crisp …
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