Becoming a skier. Not-so-early training!

Just so you know, had things gone according to plan this article would have appeared in September and ‘not-so’ would not have been in the title.  But life seldom goes as planned and in early September I was scuttling all fall plans and rushing to California to await the birth of my third grandchild. However, […]

Becoming a fly fisherman. Summer of Secrets

Jason was the first. “Don’t take any pictures that will show where you are,” he made me promise.  There should be no skylines, no unusual formations that people familiar with the area could identify.  He was very serious, and I took it seriously. We know that there most likely are fish in any waters that […]