Take an Appalachian angler and stick them in a stream that holds wild brook trout eight inches plus and you will see a person experiencing total and complete bliss.
Read moreOld Ways Won't Open New Doors
When we started planning our trip out to Durango (basically the week after we got back last year) we decided that we wanted to try and fish in places that were completely out of our comfort zone, lakes being at the top of the list.
Read moreHey There, Colorado
After driving30 or so hours across the country, stopping at a few “must see” truck stops, surviving a blown air conditioner while driving through Arkansas heat, and dropping off a few rod socks in Albuquerque, we finally made it to Durango, Colorado.
Read moreSlow. It. Down.
This summer Jacob and I have both had lists of things to accomplish a mile long and the closer we get to our vacation the more the "to-do's" seem to pile up. It's been "hurry up and get it done" for months now, barely finding time to squeeze in personal fishing trips. Living life at this pace inevitably ends up fishing at the same pace. We end up worrying about the work there is to do at home, the guide trips that are tomorrow, and how many hours of sleep we can actually survive on. To make matters worse, I rarely sit back and enjoy fishing anymore, I focus solely on how many fish are being caught, am I getting good enough pictures, are all my images starting to look the same, what can I do to shake it up? It's hard to get out of that rushed mentality when it's become your life.
Read moreSummertime Fishing
Every stream is different, every day is different, and every outcome is different.
Read moreColorado Ready
In exactly one month, Jacob and I will be in our 12th hour of driving, probably somewhere in Arkansas, on our way to Durango.
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