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Fly Fishing Dates: A brief history from a heartbroken Bushwhacker

Fly Fishing Dates: A brief history from a heartbroken Bushwhacker

My girlfriend is the best! She loves to fly fish. We go together every weekend. She packs us lunches and picks the driving playlist…tons of Tragically Hip and Bob Dylan! We talk strategy on the drive out; what flies to start the day off with, what areas of the river she wants to work first, etc…  The best part is that she is good! She can sometimes outfish me. At the end of the day we usually sit beside the…

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Short Story: The World of Gods and Men

Short Story: The World of Gods and Men

The hulking peak rose up to my right and the large river canyon plummeted away to my left. The air was hazy; thick with smoke from nearby wildfires, choking our breath as we trekked down the double track path, down and down, towards the confluence where two trout rivers met, and the spot that marked our arrival to the land of the gods, where the realms outside those of men have been colliding for generations. ——————————————————————————————————————————– It was hot. It…

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Welcome to Fly Fishing in the Okanagan

Welcome to Fly Fishing in the Okanagan

I have no idea what I am doing when I’m on the river. And let’s be honest, none of us really do. We all go out fishing thinking we know exactly where the fish will be and what flies to get em with only to have our confidence crushed time and time again by these puzzling little creatures we seem to be transfixed on. I have no idea how I catch fish… but somehow I do, and it is fun…

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Mastering the Art of Pointlessness

Mastering the Art of Pointlessness

Many action sports, recreational activities, and outdoor pursuits could be perceived as completely useless, when examined by outsiders, and the end result of these types of things often accomplish absolutely nothing. This type of behavior might even be considered psychotic or delusional by some in the field of human psychology. Knowing myself, my pursuit of trout is almost certainly born of psychotic behavior. And that’s OK. That’s exactly how I like it. Take rock-climbing, skiing, kayaking, trail running, and of…

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Welcome to the Society of Uncompromising Anglers

Welcome to the Society of Uncompromising Anglers

I remember being a young child of maybe 10 or 11, trekking through the thick brush near the bank of a small trout stream in the Rocky Mountains of British Columbia, with my Dad, my Brother, and a small spin-rod in my hand. We had just caught endless tiny brook trout in a small pond that I will always remember. My father thought he would challenge us with some moving water, and although I now forget the name of that…

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