Fiesty

...ate the bloody midge.

you are not allowed to complain...

...if you didn't pinch the barb.

-Alex who reminds you to yank quickly.

crooked

There are no more pine trees. There are no more lakes or streams. There are no more rods in my truck and fly boxes in my pockets.

The clothes that I am wearing are clean. There isn't any dirt under my nails or dried slime on my pants. All the chairs are straight.

I will probably wake up tomorrow before the sun rises with anticipation, only to roll over slightly depressed.

At least nobody robbed my house.

-Alex who won't know what to do with himself for at least another twenty-four hours.

Mosquitoes.... natures douchebag

If you've never been to Arizona you would just think its  too dry to have any sort of mosquito problem.  Don't kid yourself, those dick-nosed dracula bugs can flourish anywhere.  In the white trash neighbor's tire collection,  in the over watered neighbor's lawn,  possibly in the spot my dogs urinate on to mark their territory, anywhere it's damp basically. So what do you do about it?  If you're anything like me chemicals piss you off and you hate the smell of raid and that crap gets you sicker than the bugs.  Thinking about a citronella candle?  Don't, bears love the smell and taste.  I won't even start on deet.  I remember years ago I worked at Wal-Mart in the sporting goods department and a bottle of OFF spilled on the shelf and ate the powder coating "off" of the shelf, clean down to bare metal.  You're suppose to put that on your skin, screw you chemical company. I can't remember how he stumbled upon the information I'm about to share with you but recently my dad found out if you put Listerine in a spray bottle and spray it in a problem area or on yourself it completely drives them away for a whole day.  It not only repels those blood sucking bastards but you will smell nice and fresh and as we all know that's not common for fly fishermen in the field.

GTFO

Beaming with all the hopes and desires of American youth, he set forth as a leader of sorts. Just what sorts, it is impossible to say at this time.


But he had the imaginary support he needed to venture beyond the small environment he'd come to know as his home town.


Friends thought him foolish and felt free to frequently tell him so. Deep down they all felt envy. Envious that he could muster, where they could not, the courage that was necessary to embark beyond the notion that survival was based upon the ability to rise at 7AM five days a week. - Les Claypool

It is too damn hot for a penguin to just be walkin' around.

Time to get out of here.

-Alex who hasn't smelled a wader fart in far too long.

sweet tie from DeadDrift

Click the image to watch.

Large Talons

Not Particularly.

But Osprey's? Oh yeah they do and the guys at The Caddis Fly got to meet one up close. Lucky.



-Alex who applauds the rescue and thinks it was a good idea they called in a professional.

First Thoughts

Thought number one. Not in love, but working on it. The profile from below is not quite right and I need some red ball eyes or something to get the head shape better.

Eh, something will eat it.

Arizona Cicadidae

For those of you looking to tie up some cicada patterns.

Manly behaviour

How it's done.

Skirt steak, lamb chops, sweet potatoes, shrimp, asparagus. All on the grill. All ready to plate at the same time.

That's pro.

Happy 4th.





-Alex who learned from the best.