A few years ago a retired airforce colonel commented to me that he “couldn’t fish everyday” because he would get bored. He also said that he couldn’t hunt everyday, etc…, and that going to work kept one from getting bored. He’s a great guy and has a led an exemplary
Red sky’s at night sailors delight. That may pretty much sum up 2011 and the outlook for 2012. A great year has come and gone and the upcoming year should be as promising as the last. Thanks to everyone for loving, laughing and enjoying everything good! Cheers to everyone for
Here is a glimpse at what our local mountains look like during the winter months. Our current snow fall is really low but that doesn’t mean that things aren’t pretty around here. This photo was taken after a fun day skiing at Bridger Bowl on this year’s winter solstice (December
La Nina hasn’t quite made it to Montana yet. In fact, if there wasn’t the promise of La Nina to come in the winter of 2011-2012, I would be getting a little irritated with the lack of precipitation yet to fall this winter. It’s early and things could turn around
Right now things are pretty quiet around here in Livingston, Montana. The days are short, the wood pile is starting to show a few dents, and our bodies are just starting to get the clue that warm days are over for a while. During the entire year we really only
River Fly Outfitters would like to wish everyone a happy Thanksgiving this week. Here are a few tips for getting those extra helpings inside the mouth and down the drain: 1. Don’t go so fast that your dinner is over in 5 minutes! This is a hard one and if
My boats are covered in tarps and my fishing stuff is basically sitting idle. About those tarps-the wind in Livingston is testing my knots that are holding them down. Son huv a b. There is no need to have to go out at 9:30 pm in a gale of gales
One can tell a Livingston winter rookie by how they park at the gas station during a typically windy day. Always park facing the wind! If you park going-with-the wind as soon as the door gets a half inch unlatched there she goes. That door will get grabbed out of
Who is Going Into the WIllows First to Find the Boats? Did You Drop The Bolt in the River? No, You Did. The Royal Coachman Lodge in Alaska’s Bristol Bay region is a premier fly-out lodge that has “employed” me a few times to help set-up the lodge during the
