My annual Mother’s Day fishing trip in honor of my mother who recognized and fed my passion for fishing.
My annual Mother’s Day fishing trip in honor of my mother who recognized and fed my passion for fishing.
I woke up several times last night to the sounds of a torrential downpours' rhythmic drumming across the shingles of the house roof. I hadn't planned to fish but the storm meant that one of my favorite small creeks would be in great condition to fish in the morning. The past months lack of rain …
Flash flooding this week had the creeks spilling over their banks all last week here in central Pennsylvania. I found one little gem just barely recovered enough to do some careful wade fishing. Here's a quick video of just a few of my Sunday morning catches.. enjoy!
Thanksgiving morning trip to my boyhood fishing haunt.