Standing in the River Carrying a Torch

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Standing in the River Carrying a Torch A different kind of love story. Men and fish parted ways a long time ago. You couldn’t call it an amiable divorce. The fish got everything. The mountain streams, the lazy winding rivers, the deep blue sea, everything....



A Humbling day on the White River

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It’s 4:00am and my adrenaline has me awake way ahead of the alarm clock just like the first time my Dad took me hunting when I was a kid. As I gaze onto the silhouette of the White River I hear the resident trout in...