A NUNAVUT NOMAD FOR ARCTIC CHAR.

A NUNAVUT NOMAD FOR ARCTIC CHAR.

I do not visit the north, it is the second home I return to, a part of who I am. . Across the lounge table sat an older fellow, Thomas, whom I had only met an hour earlier. I sipped scotch while he enjoyed the local beers on tap, and before long he graciously offered...
A SOLO ROADY NORTH III. “The New Fly Fisher.”

A SOLO ROADY NORTH III. “The New Fly Fisher.”

Boils down to reflections and connections I suppose… The desire to just get away alone, hit the open road and ride through whatever may come. Some stops planned, others left to chance. A Solo Roady North each spring seems to fulfill a need. A reward and...
MY ALUMACRAFT’S ORIGINS.

MY ALUMACRAFT’S ORIGINS.

There has been some serious reflection this past month with the sale of the WarCanoe. So many memories, so many trips, so many fish, I can look back in my fifteen years of fishing journals and relive many great days in the freighter canoe. . . . . . But it was time to...

A SPRING SO FAR, FROM TROUT TO GAR.

It seems like an eternity has passed since last sitting down to write a report, the days have truly flown by… April was a month I thought totally planned out until that fell apart, while May was expected to be time for a whole lot of whatever and ended up being...
HELLUVA WICKED START TO FISHING & A BUICK.

HELLUVA WICKED START TO FISHING & A BUICK.

April 11th kicked off the start to this years softwater season with a trib trip for some spring run steel. Man alive there was some angler rust to clean, yet the float dropped for a couple fish. One bow had to be a near dead dropback, while the other cleared three...