Category: From The Water

I’m sure by now you might be wondering what happened. Why no new posts? Where did I disappear to? Although it was longer than I

The thought of growing old depresses me. I’m not afraid of age itself, death doesn’t scare me, what I am afraid of though is my

Last fall was frustrating. The fishing wasn’t great (for me anyway) and it seemed increasingly harder to find some peace on the water. Combat fishing.

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,

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,

I’ve been steelheading for a long time. I’ve witnessed and experienced a lot over those years. At times I become complacent with it all. Completely