Beadhead Babble

     I put that deer hair popper within two inches of the lily pads.  It had been about 90 sunny minutes since the last take on a streamer w...

     It has been about a month since my last post, which is crazy when you consider that this is prime-time.  Since we've last visited, ...

     It is one of the biggest gambles in all of fishing.  Acknowledging a 4:00AM buzzer on your day off may be the greatest challenge for th...

     It deserves an entry in the blog, but not because of any high achievement.  In fact, it's the embarrassment that I want to remember...

     The last time I was on a branch of the Delaware--and it wasn't that long ago-- it was snowing sideways.  As I write this, evening t...

     It is actually April that came in like a lion, and stayed that way.  I have never experienced a snow squall this late in the month, and...

        Though separated by over 450 days and 102 miles, the last fish of mine for 2013 and the first trout to hand of 2015 are linked.  Yet...

     The ice has waned, and I am ready.  It has been an extended break from the river with another non-negotiable winter in the Catskills.  ...

     Passing through the region on a late February afternoon, I drove the length of the rivers from Livingston Manor to Deposit.  Not surpri...

     I've actually been handling it well up until this point.  I haven't slid into waders for about six weeks, which is the longest ...