Tag Archives: autumn

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

An Artful Dying

Posted on October 19, 2016 by rivertoprambles

All I’ve got this week is a handful of photographs, folks, and no real excuses. Maybe it’s autumn ennui at one extreme or the busyness of a nut-gathering squirrel at the other, but in any case, I hope you like … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged "Dying", autumn, drones, environment, fishing, fruit, nature, outdoors, photography, poetry, sunsets, transitions, trout | 18 Comments

A Week on the Autumn Road

Posted on October 6, 2016 by rivertoprambles

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged autumn, changes, fishing, gentian, nature, outdoors, peace, photogr, photography, poetry, travel, trout, witch-hazel | 12 Comments

September Quickenings

Posted on September 13, 2016 by rivertoprambles

The road dead-ended at the state forest lands in Potter County. I knew that the trout streams would be low but, given the sudden coolness in air temperature, I figured that the water temps would be cooler also, and safe … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged autumn, environment, fly-fishing, native, nature, outdoors, photography, poetry, quickenings, Rio Grande King, small streams, weather, wild | 22 Comments

Toward Autumn

Posted on September 22, 2015 by rivertoprambles

“Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness/ Close bosom friend of the maturing sun…” (John Keats) First Cast: On the Comeback Trail… The liquid light of afternoon filled the Slate Run gorge. I stood there in the much needed rainfall waiting … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged adventure, autumn, brook trout spawning color, fly-fishing, headwaters, John Keats, nature, photography, poetry, Slate Run, trout, writing | 21 Comments

The Upper Canyon (Experience 17)

Posted on November 13, 2014 by rivertoprambles

The mid-November sun was golden, low, and mellow with the news that winter hastened its approach. If I was to walk the upper canyon comfortably this fall, if I wanted to extend the distance that I’ve fished the stream this year, … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged autumn, caddis, canyon, energy, fly-fishing, fracking, freedom, nature, song, Spirit, The Cedar Run Experience Part 17, Time, wild trout, winter | 13 Comments