The PA Trout Opener

If you grew up in a state where there are no set dates for the trout opener, then you probably won’t understand. Year round seasons that ebb and flow with the next delivery from the state hatchery mediate any great enthusiasm or any en mass coming together of generations and friends. In Pennsylvania, the trout […]

Hitting reset on the Clarion: Lulu’s first Float

began with the subcutaneous pounding of hangovers and the wonder of, “did some dude on horseback really crash the campfire last night?” As caffeine and eggs filled their gullets the tangible evidence of photos and video proved the previous night’s weirdness. Steve-o and KG needed to set the world right at this point and […]

I am a Cowboy, BABY!

This past weekend was full of all kinds of good stories and surprising events. The events that happened since Thursday night to Saturday night consist of so much that we are going to break the entire trip up into 3 blogs. We will post these as fast as we can while everything is still fresh in the memory. The trip […]

Opening Day(s)

April is the greatest month. Not simply because I was born on the first day of this month, but April marks the beginning of two of the best things in life: Baseball and Trout fishing. Within a week of my birthday, PA and several neighboring states have their trout opener and also in that time […]

Savage Quills And Yough Caddis Clouds

This report starts like most of the others. Alarm sounds at 5am and the eventful day begins. First with a 30 minute drive to meet up with some good friends, then we travel another hour and 20 minutes to reach our fishing destination. Apon arrival, with our excitement at a peak, we then get dressed […]

Bug Chucking in the Forest

Every year as far back as I can remember my family and I would trout fish together at our Cabin in the Allegheny National Forest. I began trout fishing at a very young age using the traditional child set up, “Zebco and night crawlers”. As the years went by I began to notice people fishing […]

1st Ever North Branch Float

As each spring arrives I start to get that urge to get behind the oars. I started floating rivers in rafts when I lived in Alaska. That was the start of an addiction for me. When I graduated from College my parents asked me what they could get me for a gift and my response […]

In Memory Of A Bug Chucker

This is not gonna be a picture filled, fun-filled, post about a couple of guys chuckin bugs and landing fish. Instead, this will be a post of promise and remembrance. Kevin gave a very good account, of an experience with a man we all knew as Gene. I was a fortunate individual to spend many trips […]

This trip was for the “Brother”

Adam, Ryan, Steve-O and myself made our way down to the home waters to search for our beloved trout and the Honey Badger. Thankfully, we found them residing in the normal places at least the trout that is. This trip was for our good friend Gene. We lost Gene about a week ago and without any […]

A Fishing Story about a Guy named Gene

Several years ago when I moved back East from Alaska I got a gig working at a Fly Shop near my home town. My first week I was able to meet all the guys except Gene. He was down in West Virginia in search of Native brook trout, wild browns & bows, and I think […]