This post could be all pictures and my point would be sufficiently made. I'm going to make a feeble effort to put some of it into words,...

This is my busy season. Days off are rare and usually intentionally scheduled. Today, for example, I ended up with a late cancelation and de...

Some fishing experiences tend to end in disappointment while others tend to end in elation. For example, there is a stream in the Smokies th...

The Bend. Bumgardner Ridge. The stuff of legend. This is remote Smoky Mountain fishing at its finest. Inaccessible water that rarely gets fi...

The original plan for this camping trip was to start on lower Deep Creek and work our way to the headwaters over the course of several days....

Rivers are like old friends. You may not see each other for a while, but when you do, things pick back up right where you left off. Deep Cre...

The same weather system that brought such enjoyable fishing on the Gibbon River turned decidedly colder as the day wore on. After fishing lo...

If I had to pick one river that draws me back to Yellowstone National Park time and again it would be the Gibbon. Primarily featuring gorgeo...

There isn't much to say for these pictures as they speak for themselves. These are the next pictures in order from my Yellowstone trip. ...

How things have changed since the last fishing report. First of all, Happy Thanksgiving and thank you for stopping by! Today I am thankful f...