Death Bridge

Death Bridge Local guides call it Death Bridge. From the road it looks old and crusty. Up close in a drift boat it looks down right scary. The ancient railroad trestle runs across a section of an anonymous river in south central Colorado. Structurally speaking this bridge was clearly built in an era long past.…

River Why

The River Why – a review

Dallas, Texas. There is one scene, early in the film adaptation of David James Duncan’s The River Why, where flyfishermen will undoubtedly connect with the movie. It comes the day Gus Orviston, played by Zach Gilford, ditches his parents and his life and moves into a run-down cabin along an Oregon coastal stream. After bringing…

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Print is Dead

“I think a writer owes the readers a new way of telling a story.” —Ken Kesey As the 15th Drake makes its way across the country this fall, I find myself intrigued by all the recent chatter on the downfall of magazines, most of it coming from new-media pundits shouting their favorite proclamation: “Print is…

The Show Must Go On

New Owners Ensure a Future for the Flyfishing Film Tour A mass e-mail went out on December 31st from the four “Fish Bum” members of AEG—Thad Robison, Justin Crump, Chris Owens, and Brian Jill —to all of the 2009 sponsors of the Flyfishing Film Tour. The message contained three short sentences, with the important one…

The Dood.

The Dood comes into the shop asking if we “have any emerging ant patterns.” When the attempt is to made to explain why such a thing doesn’t exist, he swears up and down that he was just fishing on a lake and watching ants “emerge” out of the water. The Dood asks if we’ll give…

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Why the Yucatan Rules

One of the most common saltwater fishing questions that I get asked or that appears on The Drake message board is some variation of, “I have to go to some stupid/gay/waste-of-time/soon-to-be-divorced-anyway  wedding/business conference/family reunion down in Cancun. I’mstaying at (fill in name of cheesy resort, usually within walking distance of Outback Steakhouse or Bubba Gump’s),…

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Excuses

For those sad souls who can’t get the angling monkey off their backs and have chosen to live well above the seasonal freezing line, winter can easily slide into a cornucopia spilling over with bountiful excuses. Much like the traveling charlatan preacher for whom the mind is willing but the flesh is weak – we…

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Brachynnalia

Bacchus, the Roman god of feasting and excess, would be proud – the orgy is in full swing and the sheer visual gluttony of the event makes focusing on the details of trying to get everything right even harder. Separating the continuous splashy grabs of over-eager young‘uns from the confident, rolling takes of the big…

San Diego Shark Attack

I’m fried. Fighting butt buried deep in my belly, my left hand bends backwards on the foregrip of a 12-weight while my right hand palms the bottom of a Tibor, trying desperately to slow the spinning. The 80-pound blue shark at the end of my line is heading deep for another run (again), and I…

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The Big Hole

“Yeah, see this big hole? That’s in the timing belt cover. I wouldn’t drive very far until we can get your car back in to fix this.” He doesn’t need to tell me twice – it looks ugly. Make appointment for later in the week. The next morning, pack up the car and head to…