Destin Trip

Wow! Heck of a weekend. Caught some nice fish on fly. Won a tournament. Me and my best friends ate like kings. Nothing broke and no one got hurt.

The Beast

This is a shared experience told from two points of view and from a few places in time. Italics differentiate between the speakers. Enjoy. Dream sequence The small mullet darted from the shadows, frantically searching for structure. It zigged and zagged and eventually darted underneath the concrete dock I was standing on, sight fishing to laid up tarpon in the […]

Chances

Morning of day four, we awoke to a passing squall that spit rain into the tent and made anymore sleep impossible as high winds ripped across the tent. It was the beginning of a day filled with passing storms and wind that refused to die down, making the fishing challenging. Despite the wind, my brother and I decided to take […]

Camp Life

“I’d rather wake up in the middle of nowhere than in any city on Earth.” – Steve McQueen If you’re thinking of going to one of the wild places for any period of time, there are certain comforts of home that you should be prepared to do without. Like bathrooms. If you’ll be spending any of that time in salt […]

Fishing for a Worthy Cause

Every now and then it’s nice to set aside personal issues and give back for a worthy cause. I did just that recently. I fished the annual Rockport Yak Attack charity tournament benefitting Camp Aranzazu. The tournament weigh-in and captain’s meeting were at Camp Aranzazu’s beautiful facilities in Rockport, Texas. Camp Aranzazu is a not-for-profit, year-round camp that serves individuals […]

Pure Bliss

Our arrival signaled the capstone of our month long sojourn in the Caribbean. As the ferry workers unloaded our pontoons onto the dock, we patiently awaited the arrival of our wheels with our eyes affixed towards the flats. We were pumped to say the least, our minds warped by heightened expectations and two long weeks of very slow fishing and […]

A Week on a Beach

As the rising sun flooded the volcanic hillsides, we piled our gear on the dock to await our ferry. In a few short hours, we’d be wet-wading, in the moment, for the next 8 days. For the previous two weeks we shared the waters with a group of friends. But now they had departed back to their homes across the […]