Tag Archives: friendship

Yellowstone Getaways

Posted on September 4, 2020 by rivertoprambles

[Part 3 of a 4-part series that reflects a recent Rocky Mountain road trip with my daughter.] Sandhill cranes fed near the roadway to the geyser basins. We took a morning hike to Fairy Falls, a columnar drop of 197 … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged birding, bison, caddis, camping, cutthroat, family, fishing, friendship, getaways, geysers, hiking, Madison River, nature, writing, Yellowstone Park | 16 Comments

Common Sense is Like Running Water

Posted on June 26, 2020 by rivertoprambles

I have a new book of poetry just released from FootHills Publishing in Kanona, New York. From the High Hills to the Bay is a 72-page hand-sewn book with spine– pretty cool, even though I understand that poetry is not … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged common sense, Conhocton River, E.R. Hewitt, friendship, From the High Hills, insectivirous plants, kettle bog, literature, Moss Lake, Neversink Skater, poetry, running water, writing | 20 Comments

Operation Perdigon

Posted on June 4, 2020 by rivertoprambles

I’d intended to fish the brook ever since a friend indicated that his son had looked for trout there years ago. Through my decades of digging into local history, especially with regard to native fish populations, I had never seen … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged brook trout, exploration, fishing, friendship, headwaters, local life, nature, nymphing, Perdigons, preservation, small streams, writing | 11 Comments

Spinners, the Final Stage

Posted on May 21, 2020 by rivertoprambles

“Spinners” form the fourth and final stage in the life cycle of a mayfly. The aquatic insect lives through egg, nymph, adult (dun), and spinner stages. The adult typically rises from the stream as nature says, “It’s time to mate.” … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged fishermen, fly-fishing, friendship, Genesee River, mayflies, philosophy, poetry, psychology, spinners, the final stage, transcendence, writing | 12 Comments

On the Duty of Staying Home

Posted on April 8, 2020 by rivertoprambles

April is National Poetry Month and, one week into it, I was pleasantly surprised to get a postcard from a friend in Richmond who wrote, “Trying times for us all, but there are moments of clarity. I was drawn back … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged April, clarity, environment, fly-fishing, friendship, health, National Poetry Month, poetry, staying home, stones, trout, Wings Over Water, writing | 12 Comments

The Gnats

Posted on March 31, 2020 by rivertoprambles

I parked 20 feet from an old black truck at a pull-off by the river. I began to pull on my waders when I saw two fishermen with rods and nets returning to their vehicle. Before I knew it, I … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged Beaverkill, distance, economy, fishing, friendship, Genesee, Griffith's Gnat, nature, pandemic, reminiscense, stocking, virus, Willowemoc, writing | 13 Comments

Irish Hill

Posted on March 10, 2020 by rivertoprambles

“What’s your name, boy? Look at me! I’ll say it once more, and that’s it!” Saturday night. Years ago. Driving home from a four-day workweek, needing to unwind. The Cold Beer Tavern, corner bar, small town USA. “Truth boy, look … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged Cold Beer Tavern, crusher, drinking, friendship, graffiti, Green Book, Ireland, Irish Hill, nature, O'Shaugnessy, poetry, redneck, St. Pat's, TripEnd Brewing, What's your name?, writing | 8 Comments

A Letort Original

Posted on February 20, 2020 by rivertoprambles

[ Although I introduced the following subject in a post about a year ago, I’d like to present it once more, this time from a somewhat difficult angle, accompanied by recent photos from the New York home water. Thanks, as … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged bamboo, birds, Black Ant, brown trout, fishing tackle, fly-fishing, friendship, iconoclasm, Letort Spring Creek, nature, Spring, spring creeks, tenkara, writing | 10 Comments

Autumn Letter

Posted on November 11, 2019 by rivertoprambles

The day begins like a sheet of paper waiting for words. Its composition won’t go digital until later, when darkness comes again. Two bald eagles sit together on a carcass near the road as I go speeding by, wishing I … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged Bob Dylan, composition, Egg, fishing, football, friendship, Henry James, hooks, letters, nature, poetry, Slate Run, trout flies, Walt Franklin, writing | 18 Comments

Lil’ Dorothy’s Riffle

Posted on July 17, 2019 by rivertoprambles

1. Late morning on a wild trout stream flowing through old farmland. The sky sun-bright and cloudless; the air getting warm. The water summer low and tight with vegetation, not exactly promising for the fisherman… And the brown trout? Spooky … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged Bee-Balm, fly tying, fly-fishing, friendship, Genesee River, Lil' Dorothy, Mark Libertone, Pennsylvania, poetry, soft hackles, Sulphurs, Walt Franklin, wild trout, writing | 24 Comments