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Friday, December 30, 2011

Enjoying the mild weather in Iowa


Fished a batch of Mr. Winona Fly Factory flies. His little white midge with blue wire was the hot fly on this day. Thanks Justin!
Carried the 3wt hoping to find some dry fly action... Saw one fish rise... ehh
Jammed to a couple new albums given to me over Christmas, The Black Keys. Good stuff. 

Can't get over how mild this Winter has been. 

The Christmas cookies I've stashed in my freezer are dwindling away.

Big blue green pools. 

A WFF Scud takes some browns.



Ditched the nymphs and slowly drug a bugger on the bottom of this deep run. You gotta try.

Or, the fishing over here is heavenly. 

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

How to Be a Poet by Wendell Berry

(to remind myself)

i
Make a place to sit down.
Sit down. Be quiet.
You must depend upon
affection, reading, knowledge,
skill—more of each
than you have—inspiration,
work, growing older, patience,
for patience joins time
to eternity. Any readers
who like your poems,
doubt their judgment.

ii
Breathe with unconditional breath
the unconditioned air.
Shun electric wire.
Communicate slowly. Live
a three-dimensioned life;
stay away from screens.
Stay away from anything
that obscures the place it is in.
There are no unsacred places;
there are only sacred places
and desecrated places.

iii
Accept what comes from silence.
Make the best you can of it.
Of the little words that come
out of the silence, like prayers
prayed back to the one who prays,
make a poem that does not disturb
the silence from which it came.

Kofa Desert

Dad's birthday today. Looked through some pictures to post to his facebook. These are some pics from a camp/backpack trip to the Kofa National Wildlife Refuge, Arizona 2006. Happy birthday Pops.
Perhaps the coolest campsite ever. This skull looking rock had a hollowed out core the size of a room. 






Monday, December 19, 2011

Iowa's Urban Trout

I've been out a couple times this month tossing dries on the local urban trout stream. It's been fun using the 3wt I built last winter. Something nice about using a rod you built and flies you've tied. Cheers!