The night was blacker than tar as he crouched in the tall grass, sweat and dew mixing together, making his shirt cling to him like a second skin. The buzz of mosquitoes droned through his consciousness, their sharp mouths testing the vintage of his blood like appreciative connoisseurs. But still, he remained motionless, [...]
The year was 1991. The Fresh Price of Bel-Air is on TV and Good Vibrations by Marky Mark & The Funky Bunch is blasting on the boom box as you get ready for a night out on the town. This is not an evening for half measures, so the fanny pack stays at [...]
Sitting alongside the river in the morning and surveying the spread of fly boxes that surround me, each with closely-packed ranks of flies, I feel like a general inspecting his troops before battle. At this point, I face the perpetual question of which fly to deploy to outwit my foe, the trout. Before [...]
