Tag Archives: autumn

A Burnin’ Barrel Monologue

Posted on November 9, 2021 by rivertoprambles

“I remember when it wasn’t so easy getting there. We didn’t have a nice road along the crik. Had to come up out of Cross Fork, or else hike down along the Hogback on that path… what’s it called, the … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged autumn, climate change, drinking, fishing, folklore, hiking, monologues, nature, Pennsylvania Wilds, photography, poetry, trout/salmon, writing | 12 Comments

Fishing the Cold Dew

Posted on October 12, 2021 by rivertoprambles

No, the Cold Dew isn’t some new trout stream I’ve discovered. Rather, it’s a mini-season designated for early October by the ancient Chinese. The ancients, like those of us responding to shorter daylight hours and to longer, cooler nights, took … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged autumn, caddis, Cold Dew, fishing, heart, incompleat angler, mortality, nature, place, soul, trout, writing | 20 Comments

Owl Farm (Redux)

Posted on October 7, 2020 by rivertoprambles

This will be a short post that reflects a busy time here in the shire. I’ve been working feverishly on a new book (Covid-free!), helping with the house improvement projects where I’m able, prepping for a short visit to Cape … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged autumn, birding, country photos, environment, hiking, homestead, nature, Owl Farm, poetry, writing | 27 Comments

Fall (The Starred Horizon)

Posted on September 24, 2019 by rivertoprambles

I spent most of Sunday morning in the comfortable waters of the Allegheny River. I had little reason to move. The weather was perfect and the fish (both hatchery and wild) were rising in a long deep pool. For the … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged Allegheny River, autumn, environment, finicky, fly-fishing, hatchery trout, matching the hatch, nature, personal narratives, salvation, selectivity, trout, Wiscoy Creek, writing | 11 Comments

Just Good Fishing

Posted on September 12, 2019 by rivertoprambles

The cooling temperatures of late summer and early fall brings a spike in fish behavior and in human interest on the stream. Although I’m anchored to another academic year, I try to focus on the local streams and overgrown trails … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged autumn, cardinal flower, fly-fishing, good fishing, headwaters, nature, origins, poetry, roots, sense of place, Tricos, wild trout, writing | 16 Comments

Between Two Oceans

Posted on November 13, 2018 by rivertoprambles

In two days of fishing, eight days apart, I caught enough salmon to last me, in spirit, for the year. The ancestors of these fresh-run fishes came from the Pacific and Atlantic oceans, and it was good to meet this … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged alienation, Atlantic, autumn, beauty, diversity, environment, fly-fishing, government, nature, oceans, Pacific, photograpy, salmon | 12 Comments

Autumn Run: Four Strands

Posted on October 2, 2018 by rivertoprambles

1/ The first full day of autumn brought the usual blend of premonition and seasonal promise. I drove to Lyman Run, thankful for the sweatshirt on a morning as chilly as the John Cale tunes, like “Fear is a Man’s … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged autumn, fly-fishing, hiking, nature, Pennsylvania, photography, September, small streams, transitions, trout, wild, writing | 13 Comments

Against the Dying Light

Posted on November 15, 2017 by rivertoprambles

I won’t need to rage against the dying of the light, per Dylan Thomas and his fine poetics. I won’t need to rage because I’ve done all that (for now) in private moments, and my purpose here is really very … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged autumn, Black Forest, darkness, Fall Creek, fishing, Ithaca NY, landlocked salmon, light, luck, Penn's Woods, photography, poetry, rage, Slate Run, Sun, Walt Franklin | 24 Comments

Big Fish Little Fish Swimming Altogether

Posted on November 8, 2017 by rivertoprambles

Entering Pennsylvania during the hunting season, I knew I was on the right track for the weekend when I walked into a general store and heard the voice of the proprietor. She entered from a back room of the ancient … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged autumn, big fish, brown trout, catch-and-release, fishing, friendship, hiking, hunting, Lake Ontario, little fish, Oak Orchard, Pennsylvania trout, photography, Trout Run, weekend, wildness | 20 Comments

Song of the Kettle

Posted on October 4, 2017 by rivertoprambles

I’m growing silent these days. I’m not sure why, although I’m also angered and saddened by political events and tragedies occurring in this crazy world. I’m growing silent at a time when my voice should be loud with protest. I’m … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged autumn, brook trout, civilization, fly-fishing, Kettle Creek, machine, madness, mayhem, photography, poetry, protest, silence, Television, Torn Curtain, wild, writing | 28 Comments