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Tag Archives: Kettle Creek
Climbing
Our muscles tighten and our lungs adjust, whether we seek the headwaters for trout because the lowlands have been flooded, or whether we lift our feet and pull with our arms along a skyline scramble for a special view that … Continue reading
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Tagged challenges, climbing, kettle, Kettle Creek, Native Americans, nature, oxbow, perspectives, poetry, Rapidan, wildness, writing
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Ephemera: the Eco-Myths
1/ From mayfly egg to molting nymph, from deep channel into warming shallows, from the underwater shuck into floating dun’s regalia– the two-tailed fly… A few escape the charge of hungry trout, ascend into willows for the garb of … Continue reading
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Tagged ecology, fishing, Green-Ass McGee, Kettle Creek, mayflies, myths, nature, Nemeton, poetry, Sononjoh, Walt Franklin, writing
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Earplugs, Turbines and Snobbery
Relative to other Octobers that I recall, this month has been drab and wet, with little change in the color of the foliage, and with few fish caught on my various ventures. Several highlights, however, come to mind and beg … Continue reading
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Tagged brown trout, earplugs, energy, environment, fishing, friendship, Kettle Creek, nature, resistance, salmon, snobbery, soapbox, social-economic class, wind turbines, writing
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Song of the Kettle
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
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Tagged autumn, brook trout, civilization, fly-fishing, Kettle Creek, machine, madness, mayhem, photography, poetry, protest, silence, Television, Torn Curtain, wild, writing
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Right Angle Weekend
It was a three-day weekend with a common theme. It started on a Saturday with a visit to the upper Allegheny River. An overnight rainfall had discolored the water a bit; the forest leaves were brightening with autumn change, and … Continue reading
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Tagged brook trout, brown trout, environment, fly-fishing, Kettle Creek, nature, outdoors, photography, politics, refuge, Slate Run, travel
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Fishing the Forest Shade
It was a beautiful May morning on one of my favorite trout streams, Kettle Creek. Everything looked terrific although there was no discernible hatch activity as yet, and the trout were still lethargic in the cool water as the sun bore … Continue reading
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Tagged brook trout, dry fly, fly-fishing, forest cover, headwaters, Kettle Creek, nature, photography, small streams, stocked trout, wild trout
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Black and Blue (My Brookie Fix)
Part 1. It all seemed to jell on a bright blue, late winter day. A set of tarpon flies arrived in the mail. The stand-out for my inexperienced saltwater eyes was a #3/0 Black Death. For tarpon? Well, yeah, the … Continue reading
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Tagged Black Death, black stonefly, brook trout, coltsfoot, Cross Fork, Death Trumpets, dreams, fishing, fungi, Kettle Creek, music, poetry, tarpon, Virgin Islands, Walter Trout
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Matchin’ That Hatch
May 30: In the long meadow pool of the Allegheny, rainbow trout were rising to the surface but it took a while to figure out that it wasn’t mayflies or caddis they were feeding on, but midges. Tiny black midges. … Continue reading
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Tagged bait-fishing, balance, Blue-winged Olive, caddis, crawfish, dry fly fishing, Green Drake, Kettle Creek, matching the hatch, mayfly, midge, nature, Roger Chapman, Streetwalkers, wild
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Glory Days, Kettle Creek
The weather could not have been finer– a bluebird sky, a slight breeze comfortable while wearing a T-shirt and a fishing vest. This was the weekend I’d been looking for– with songbirds in the sycamores and willows, with tiger swallowtails … Continue reading