Monthly Archives: March 2015

The morning road



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Speaking of flagrant, unrepentant rejection

Every so often, I need to simply tossing in this little nugget of base, self-serving aggrandizement: My failed attempt to get a fly-fishing film into the F3t, international film tour. Here. Watch this. Eleven some-odd minutes off your  life, but … Continue reading

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The long travail

There’s a reason I’m starting to clamour for solitude–for the surrounding terra firma–for the veritable Narnian escapade come April 25. The first of which is, it will be exactly seven days after I turn the very age my dad was … Continue reading

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Plowing towards the season . . .

This is where I live.  Upper Sacramento River, Dog Creek Bridge . . .  

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Mr. Ron goes ahead and posts the article he thought was going to run in another publication

One thing I’m good at is inflating my hopes. Exaggerating my parameters. Building my weight-bearing circus-tents out of balsa wood. The following is the piece I had been referring to for some time.  I truly thought it was going to make … Continue reading

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The launch

  Tying my first Kebari fly for the mad dash up the mountain, and to the McCLoud. Like time, and friendship, the wait is worth the journey. . . .    

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Richie Kotzen has changed my tone

 I just received my new guitar pedal from Tech 21. All I can say is “wow.” I’ll be reviewing it Monday, after I use it live–actually, THAT opportunity may come Friday. This thing is a beast.

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Forgiveness

I say forgive–and then forget but I aint learned to do it yet you’d think I’d know by now . . . I know just how to hurt someone been on both sides of that gun– pulled the trigger anyhow … Continue reading

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