Sunday Classic / Poonshine

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It's sunny and sixty-eight degrees. Just a little breeze. It's mid-April. A perfect day for fishing in Bozeman, Montana. The trouble is, we're not in Bozeman. It's actually ten degrees warmer in Bozeman. I know this because my buddy Rich is looking at the weather on...



Skunked

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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...



Sunday Classic / The Masters of Hyperbole

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"ARE THERE JUST A BUNCH OF LIARS AMONG US?" Hyperbole (hahy-pur-buh-lee) noun - An obvious or intentional exaggeration. An extravagant statement or figure of speech not meant to be taken literally, as in "to wait an eternity." Christmas or Thanksgiving, when I was a child, were about...



Sunday Classic / Not Just Anybody’s Saint Vrain

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"IF YOU CLIMB INTO THE CAB OF THAT PICKUP WITH JOHN YOU'LL FIND THAT WHERE YOU WIND UP CAN, ONLY IN THE MOST EXISTENTIAL TERMS, BE CALLED A FISHING TRIP." It's about seven-thirty on a Saturday morning. It's mid-September and the chilly Colorado air has...



Sunday Classic / Don’t Let Yourself Get Numb to the Reward

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Is that cookie cutter rainbow trout making you feel numb inside? Are you losing the feeling of reward lately on the water? Two decades have passed since I caught my first trout on a fly rod, and even with all those years that have gone by,...