Month: January 2018

I’m not oblivious to the fact that print is a dying medium. I’ve been witness to it since I became a published author, as slowly, magazine’s I once did work for closed their doors for good. It doesn’t bode very well for someone like me with a desire to share the written word and the … Continue reading A Dying Medium

I’m old enough to know better, not smart enough to change. Or maybe just to pigheaded. In any case it starts out the same way, so you would think I would know better by now. When it comes to steelhead, well any fish for that matter, prep work is essential whether the trip is for … Continue reading Whiskey and Water: When The Drink Hurts My Head But The River Calls My Name