Fly Fishing activates the senses. Eyes marvel at the inspiring scenery and the intricacies of handcrafted flies. Hands feel the tension of a perfectly looped backcast. Ears capture the soothing sounds of flowing water. Tastebuds cringe at the gritty flavor of mud as you lose your footing and face-plant into the river. Every once in … Continue reading
I don’t understand what makes a fish want to eat a tube. Stickbaits I get. They look like a delicious fish. Jigs? An obvious attempt to portray a yummy crawdad. But tubes? They look like a miniature condom. With tentacles. There is nothing appetizing about that. The paint jobs on some of these new lures … Continue reading
I don’t define myself by what I do for a living. I don’t introduce myself with my job title or name drop the company I work for. I’m just Pete. An around-the-clock outdoorsman who’s quick with a story and a few laughs. Whether I’m in a fishing boat, a duck blind or a conference room. … Continue reading
It happens every summer. I make the committment to fish at least twice a week. I plan to try new waters. I make the commitment to practice shooting. I promise to get to the clays range at least 4 or 5 times before September. Then, somewhat magically, my weekends fill-up with weddings, graduation parties, family events and work. In the battle to … Continue reading