When a trout rises to a fly, it does not swim as much as tilt its fins and jet skyward.

I learned to look up suddenly from a hatch or feeding frenzy and find myself momentarily removed from solid earth. I go fishing not to find myself but to lose myself

When a trout rises to a fly, it does not swim as much as tilt its fins and jet skyward.

I live in a beautiful part of the world - western New Hampshire along the Baker River - and my family and I spend a lot of time outdoors.

As someone who has moved around a fair amount, I wondered what it would be like to stay rooted to one place, one community.

I actually believe in simplicity as a way of life. My wife and I are considering moving into a yurt!

Fishing the small streams of New Hampshire is a pastime that combines hiking, map reading, and bushwhacking - plenty of it.