Friday Feast

While we’re pretty sure you’d rather be fishing this weekend, some of you (us) are going to be entertaining over the Easter holiday weekend. It’s not too late to spice up your Easter dinner with this southwestern-inspired take on grilled leg of lamb; put this baby on to marinade tonight or tomorrow morning and you’ll […]

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Two days ago a long lost fly fishing buddy, let’s just call him RC from Salt Lake City, called. Not to reconnect after a decade and change estranged. Not to check on the family. Not even to ask about fishing conditions or beg a bed and a hot shower on his next run to fish […]

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When I was a kid growing up in West Texas back in the 60s and 70s chain restaurants were about as common as finding prairie bound sasquatches cooking S’mores over a campfire. We therefore ate our burgers at our neighbor’s Dairy Queen, fried chicken (with Texas Toast and cream gravy) at a family owned place […]

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For a guy nearing the end of his 8th decade, friend Ed still gets around and appears to find life pretty damned interesting. He was recently asked to give a presentation at a conference in Denver and attend a rather high-brown reception thereafter. His presentation was apparently well-received though Ed was much more interested in […]

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In honor of the first full day of spring we’ve always enjoyed hosting a little shindig to celebrate lengthening days, warming temperatures and upcoming spring hatches on our favorite freestones, even in those years when it looks as much like winter in late March as it did in late January. Just about every time we […]

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She Who Must Be Obeyed and I were on a ‘get-the-hell-out-of-town-for-a-bit’ drive the other day and ended up covering a fair amount of philosophical and other ground during our (day) journey. She of course wanted to talk about our young adult children and the challenges they face today, asset management, marriage enrichment and where to […]

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Seems like everybody and their dog that I’ve chatted with this week (in the course of everyday business) is one more snow day short of shooting the freezer (for you Jimmy Buffet fans) and otherwise going bat-sh*t crazy as winter seemingly drags on and on. The news media is hyperventilating over the nation’s snow cover […]

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Keeping in line with our ‘gee I wish I was at Mardi Gras this year theme’ as manifested by yesterday’s Hurricane cocktail, here’s another New Orleans inspired, drop dead Southern good, dripping with butter classic – Mardi Gras Barbecue Shrimp. Don’t bother emailing to remind us this isn’t really barbecue; it’s not in the realm […]

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Earlier this week, on yet another day pouring rain in the Pacific Northwest (yep, I’m whining – so sue me) I was standing in line at this funky, wooden-floored, backwoods, custom cutter butcher I found about 20 minutes from home, holding onto my little paper number like it was Wonka’s Golden Ticket. The shop is […]

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While most fly fishers I’ve know over the years are not in the least prone to displays of maudlin sentimentality, many weaken when it comes to Valentine’s Day. And it’s a proven fact that all that fresh air and exercise make fly fishers (of both sexes) horny vigorous and alive, much more so than non-fishing […]

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Wish I had time for just one more bowl of chili. -Alleged dying words of Kit Carson, rancher, soldier, fur trapper, guide, chili master. There are times when the craving for good green chili is simply overwhelming. I’d bet Kit Carson might have even been thinking about a big, steaming bowl of ‘New Mexico Green’ […]

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Got a somewhat unusual email this week from a fly fishing organization down South inviting Jake and I to come speak  (Montana fishing and access issues) at their annual fundraiser, though there was a catch, and a big catch at that. They also wanted us to help them cook and serve a ‘wing feast’ for […]

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A few years ago friend, mentor and sometimes fly fishing | hunting | general debachery compadre Ed called urgently after a trip he’d taken back East (for Ed meaning anything east of a line draw running north and south and passing through Denver). He said that he’d had the ‘best frackin’ pot roast’ at an […]

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A famous bbq pit boss once said “man does not live by brisket, smoked turkey and sausage alone”. I didn’t believe him, but like many things in life, living long enough to put a few more notches on my belt has proven the pit boss right. While we’re obviously biased toward and post fare favored […]

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I’ve shared before that we as a family used to run an equestrian boarding barn and event facility in Northwest Montana (Flathead Valley between Kalispell and Columbia Falls). We truly loved living in the Flathead; those years flew by in a blur with our kids being of high school age and me still working 70+ […]

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