Dinner with Pete

When I first got to know the Boardman River I had another, secret, name for it. My private name for it was the “Compromise River.” I called it that because the Boardman ultimately empties into the Grand Traverse Bay, an arm of Lake Michigan, right in downtown Traverse...

Song of the South Branch

Every Michigander knows that the lower half of his state is shaped like the back of a left-handed mitten. If you were to draw a line from the tip of the thumb on Lake Huron, straight west to the City of Ludington on Lake Michigan, you’d more or less divide the Lower...

Am I Too Old to Teach Fly Casting?

After teaching fly casting for several years now, I have found that my line of demarcation is about twenty years old. Younger than that and the metaphors that I use to teach fly casting are worthless. It must be a sign of my aging process but I am mystified that those...