Day two in New Orleans
Today we started our day at an iconic breakfast spot situated next to the lower ninth ward, ground zero for hurricane Katrina. We walked into Penny’s cafe and I immediately felt the rich fly fishing history. It seemed like every other table was filled with a guide and clients. I went to the bathroom and […]
First day red fishing in Louisiana
Leaving the Jackson Hole airport can be tricky. A serious winter storm warning was in effect and I had a plane to catch and a connection to New Orleans to make. The de-icing always takes longer than you think and I was getting nervous. When we hit the ground I was running to make my […]
Fly Fishing in Phoenix Arizona
I had the chance to fish to some of the most elusive and weary carp of my life recently in Phoenix Arizona with my friend Ryan Russell, owner of Arizona fly fishing adventures. What’s great about Ryan and this story in general is that I had never met Ryan before. Furthermore, a quick search on […]
Guides trip 2016
Last weekend was one for the books. Our annual guide’s trip took place in Thermopolis Wyoming on the Bighorn and Wind river canyon. It was a party of epic proportions where fishing came second to floating a beautiful river with great friends. I was excited to drive the four hours with my good friend/fellow guide […]
When time forgot about us
I remember walking a flat to my self with little snake island to my left and Saudi Arabia across the way and I was humming some old coutry tune over and over again. For some reason I kept repeating one verse in my head that went “O come angel band, come around me stand, bare […]
Day 10 – Think about the possibilities!
This morning we decided one team was going to tease off of the pinnacles, while Mike Lasota, Mike Bosma and I decided to walk the amazing flat from yesterday. I had lucid bonefish dreams from the evening before and the thought of walking that flat again and possibly seeing those big bonefish and big milkies […]
Day 9 – The pinnacle of the sport
Today was the day that I would officially melt into the Red Sea. This was our second day without wind and I had a panic attack nearly every half hour. There was no escaping it. A sip of water here in Sudan is a liter and a half. I literally couldn’t keep liquid inside of […]
Day 8 – GT school
Today was not a friendly day on the Red Sea off of the coast of Sudan. We had a kick ass breakfast, with kick ass coffee, with my kick ass friends, in a kick ass corner of the world. But as it turns out, today would kick our asses and test our allegiance to the […]
Day 7 – A day of redemption
My sinus infection was really catching up to me now and I was feeling beat down. The other boys knew I wasn’t feeling good and they did their best to encourage me. As always our days started with good coffee, a little social time, re rigging shredded leaders, and generally trying to keep our calm […]
Day 6 – The one that got away
When we woke up on the morning of May 14, our first full day in Sudan our boat crew had prepared us a kick ass breakfast of crepes and nutella, good coffee, Sudanese flat bread, eggs, and fresh fruit. Our plan was to motor for a couple hours and get to a remote flat where […]
