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Tag Archives: psychology
Spinners, the Final Stage
“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
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Tagged fishermen, fly-fishing, friendship, Genesee River, mayflies, philosophy, poetry, psychology, spinners, the final stage, transcendence, writing
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Shape-Shifter
My evening climbs up the seasonal roadway typically did not produce unusual wildlife sightings, but a recent walk proved to be exceptional. Before I reached my spruce and pine grove on the east side of the gravel road, I saw … Continue reading
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Tagged Asaph, bear, cougar, fisher, fishing, hiking, homestead, narratives, nature, poetry, psychology, shape-shifter, UFOs, Walt Franklin, wild economy, writing
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The Caddis Hour
The Caddis Hour is not so much about fishing as it is a state of mind. I visited a stretch of Genesee River that I probably hadn’t waded in a decade. It was mid-morning. River pools, low and thirsty, were … Continue reading
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Tagged birds, blessings, brown trout, caddis, Chester Rods, Earth, environment, fly-fishing, Genesee River, nature, poetry, populations, psychology, Time, wildness, writing
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No Run-of-the-Mill Run
I’d passed the Pine Creek tributary a thousand times, hardly ever noticing its alder-bank flow beneath Route 6. I seldom considered its steep descent along the edge of state forest land until I learned it was a PA Class A … Continue reading
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Tagged ecology, environment, fly-fishing, Gougers, hiking, lost terrain, Mill Run, Pine Creek, poetics, psychology, wild, wild trout
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Into the Gorge and Back
I’m almost alone, and I’m casting in an almost fishless river. That’s okay because… I really can’t waste my time while fishing. All morning I’m fighting the idea that I’ve lost my interest in pursuing steelhead. What keeps me going, though, … Continue reading
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Tagged Carl Jung, gorge, harmony, Lake Erie, meditation, nature, psychology, Sigmund Freud, spawning, steelhead fishing, symbols, Time, tunnel of love, waste
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Self-Portrait of the Fisherman as Idler
What’s the matter, am I too lazy to write a simple fishing or hiking report this week? Do I have to resort to a “selfie” via an empty message board along the river? Okay, so guys just want to have … Continue reading
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Tagged Aldous Huxley, Doors, doors of perception, family, fisherman, fun, golf, idleness, labor, mule, music, nature, poetry, psychology, R.L. Stevenson, self-portrait, selfie, Wm. Blake, writer
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The Cedar Run Experience, Parts 14/15
Part 14: On the morning of October 11, I found that the distance from bridge #5 to the former lumber camp known as Leetonia is about 1.1 miles along the narrow gravel road. I parked at the little bridge where … Continue reading
Rollin’ and Tumblin’ (Cedar Run)
1. Driving along Cedar Run Road to my parking destination, I listened to the Velvet Underground’s “Sister Ray,” 17 minutes of chaotic and perverse wonder, stirring up the vestiges of civilized existence. It was good to shake things up a … Continue reading
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Tagged beauty, Capt. Beefheart, Cedar Run Experience, fly-fishing, music, Part 12, psychology, R.L. Burnside, Velvet Underground, wild trout, wildness
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Like a Song by Taj
To angle, as I see it, is to fish in an endless act of exploration and discovery. To angle, in a realm of small streams and rivertops, can mean an exploration of those blue lines on a topo map, those … Continue reading
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Tagged angling, blues, discovery, exploration, fishing, mastodon, poetry, psychology, song, Taj Mahal, Thoreau, Time, wild trout
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