Not Today

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"WHEN I SAY I LOVE TO FISH, THAT'S THE KIND OF LOVE I'M TALKING ABOUT. THE KIND OF LOVE THAT COMES WITH PAIN AND STRUGGLE AND DEATH. THE KIND OF LOVE YOU EVENTUALLY WISH YOU HAD NEVER KNOWN." The night sky is just opening its eyes....



The River… Why?

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By Justin Pickett A FAINT FOG ESCAPES ME AS I EXHALE A DEEP BREATH OF MOUNTAIN AIR. I can hear the tumbling waters of my favorite north Georgia stream just off in the distance. They are surely running super low and crystal clear as expected. My angst...



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 the...



Omar

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By Louis Cahill "HE LEARNED, BECAME OLDER, WISER AND, YES, BIGGER. HE BECAME A BETTER FISH AND TO CATCH HIM I WOULD HAVE TO BECOME A BETTER MAN." Omar was a tough guy. Mean, if you got right down to it. A loner. Seldom seen, and when...



A Day At Horse Creek Ranch

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I DIDN’T KNOW EXACTLY WHAT TO EXPECT. I’ve pulled out of Denver plenty of mornings before sunup. Sipped my coffee as the band of shining blue fog rose in the east and the front range blushed pink to the west. I’ve found my boots in plenty...