by Bob McKinney | Jan 31, 2022
If Hell was cold, wet and windy, it would probably look a great deal like Volcano Bay in Alaska’s Aleutians. But in one of those lovely little touches of irony at which God is so devilishly good, if Heaven was made just for fishermen with a sense of adventure, the...
by Jack Gagnon | Jan 13, 2022
57 years ago, on January 14th, 1965, Bob Dylan recorded his hit single “Subterranean Homesick Blues” Here are some thoughts on fly fishing set to this classic tune. Down in the basement, Thinnin’ out the head cement, Thumbin’ through a catalog, Last...
by Michael McIntosh | Jan 12, 2022
When I was seventeen, it was a very good year. It was a very good year for small- town girls and soft summer nights. We’d hide from the lights on the village green When I was seventeen. – Ervin Drake I was not yet 17 when I first heard The Kingston Trio sing Ervin...
by Mike Gaddis | Jan 3, 2022
Islands in the stream…eras in the flow of a man’s lifetime. Days lapse January meager now, and this one is dying. In the twilight of its wake, snow is born. Death to one, life to another. Waylaid at my threshold by the magic, rescued from the zephyr of melancholy...
by Adam Trawick | Dec 27, 2021
At the intertidal zone on the north shore of St. Croix, located on the west edge of Annaly Bay, rests a tidal pool. Access to this rock formation where saltwater deposits pool together, separate from the sea, is not easy, though rather simple: You either hike the 2.7...
by Adam Trawick | Dec 23, 2021
The people along the sand All turn and look one way. They turn their back on the land. They look at the sea all day. As long as it takes to pass A ship keeps raising its hull; The wetter ground like glass Reflects a standing gull The land may vary more; But wherever...
by Adam Trawick | Dec 22, 2021
“Long have you timidly waded Holding a plank by the shore, Now I will you to be a bold swimmer, To jump off in the midst of the sea, Rise again, nod to me, shout, And laughingly dash with your hair.” – Walt Whitman There are moments when you feel an action. Something...
by Adam Trawick | Dec 20, 2021
We arrived in St. Croix around three this afternoon. The atmosphere was a bit heavy, some weighty humidity. The wind carried in an air of salt — mnemonic zephyrs of days yester. Scents have an uncanny power to conjure old memories. Catch a whiff of the sea when you...
by Luke Clayton | Dec 15, 2021
DEADSTICKING – MORE ACTION THAN THE NAME IMPLIES The only thing the fishing technique known as “deadsticking” has to do with the word “dead” is the lack of activity by the fisherman before the hookset, especially when dealing with those hard fighting stripers while...
by Jim Casada | Nov 26, 2021
Porches were a place where you could be at peace with the world…a stage for stories. In yesteryear one of many blessings, what folks living in my native heath, the Great Smoky Mountains of North Carolina, tended to take for granted was that they could enjoy their...
