Many dreary things plague us in the news. I have fishing tales. None untold are long enough to fit the bill unless I string a few ideas together. I have a story that isn’t how I started fishing, but how I started loving fishing. It was a while before I chose to fish for trout. […]
A Different Drummer: Yes, it’s about fishing again
For the Labor Day weekend, I went fishing with the family in the mountains on the Carson. This would be my big skill test. I would be fishing alongside some experienced anglers. Chad, my woodsy son-in-law, like his father and brother, is a blue-blood dedicated lifelong fisherman with all the tackle and gear. He’s got […]
A Different Drummer: Fisherman’s Journal, Part Two
I made 13 entries in my Solo Fishing on the Carson Journal. The first six entries ran last week. This week picks up here… Entry 7: It’s 8:30 a.m. Wednesday and I’m back in camp. I caught my limit again. I fished for 90 minutes this time. I started at the same spot as Tuesday […]
A Different Drummer: Fishing in the future tense
It’s time for my annual fishing report. Readers know that each year I run off with 40 other guys into the forests along the East Carson River and camp and fish for two days. I’ve been attending since 2003. This year I did not go. Chad, my son-in-law, with the RV, chose not to go, […]
A Different Drummer: Of mice tails and men
Fishing report: good. Just got back from a fabulous four-day fishing trip in the Sierras. Last week I shared my trepidation and uncertainty about still being able to fish after a healthy childhood of fishing followed by 40 years of dabbling. Could I reconnect with my fishing muse? Did I still have what it […]
A Different Drummer: I’m seeing dots
I HAVE BEEN A BUSY BOY. After a long slogging winter, I’ve finally shaken off the homebound blues and taken to my shoes. When I look down at my phone calendar, the little gray dots scattered across dates that signify a TO DO of some sort have finally started to appear on the weekends. For […]