Category Archives: Fishing Stories
It’s The Little Things
"I know it when I see it!" Kent and I were doing a presentation at a fly shop the other day and after showing a couple of hundred fishing photos, during the Q&A part of the program, a fellow raised his hand and asked "do you...
Bonefish Heaven
By Louis Cahill This tiny key is the only dry land in sight. Just a rise in the sand with a little knee high vegetation, interrupting a seemingly endless white sand flat. The skiff glides silently around it’s shore. The water is Coke bottle green and glistens...
Standing in the River Carrying a Torch
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. Men had...
Skunked
I POUR MYSELF A STIFF RYE WHISKY AND SETTLE IN ON THE COUCH TO WATCH THE RAIN. I'VE HAD THIS COMING TO ME FOR QUITE SOME TIME. There are no steelhead rivers in Georgia, or anywhere near Georgia. For me to chase these fish I love...
Friends Don’t Let Friends Fish Muds
"THIS IS THE KIND OF BONEFISHING THAT RUINS YOU. THE KIND OF FISHING THAT IMPAIRS YOUR ABILITY TO MAKE GOOD DECISIONS." The sky is a perfect robin's egg blue. Reflections of the morning sun dance on the underside on the mangroves giving the bright green...