It has long been routine at public events to honor the members of our military. In doing so, we appreciate those who have served in harm’s way, who are one c...

Jim the Wonder Dog was a Llewellin setter born in 1925 in Louisiana. He was the least promising pup in the litter - the last to go - and was purchased by Sam...

Silly me. Until yesterday, I thought that there would actually be ski racing events at this year's Dartmouth Winter Carnival as there has been for the past 1...

When I was an instructor in the Dartmouth ski school as an undergraduate, I used to teach students that "skiing is 90% knees." Quiet upper body, arms in cont...

I was honored last week to be a guest on the Orvis Fly Fishing podcast, hosted by Tom Rosenbauer. Tom and I chatted about my Storied Waters adventure and fly...

Autumn has a Corey Ford connection. When we named her, I had in mind Corey Ford’s famous English setters, Cider and Tober (short for October) who was Cider’s...

Generations of breeders have produced countless generations of dogs selected to emphasize one or more traits, whether that trait is physical, behavioral or t...

After two weeks in her new home, young Autumn, our Llewellin setter pup, is still hoping to get the cat to play with her. Autumn is an eating, growing and po...

Autumn is here! While the first day of autumn, astronomically speaking, was September 23, the first day of Autumn in our family was October 23. That’s the da...

It was a thrill finally to open the boxes of books when they arrived in mid September! The cover, I knew, was gorgeous, as I had received marketing cards tha...

I was very proud to work this past year with the John D. Voelker Foundation and the American Museum of Fly Fishing (AMFF) in administering the 2019 Robert Tr...

I don’t own a bamboo fly rod and until that sunny morning, I had never cast one to a trout. I’ve always steered clear of bamboo rods for fear that I would ca...

Mickey couldn’t remember the last time he was in Patagonia. It might have been sometime back in the 60s, when tie-dyed shirts and bright colors were totally ...

I learned to fly fish when I lived in Cody, Wyoming, known as the Rodeo Capital of the World. The Cody Stampede in July and the Cody Night Rodeo all summer l...

After more than twelve hours on planes and in airports, my fishing compadres and I felt a bit like zombies when we arrived in Buenos Aires. After checking in...

We’re taking the show on the road. Today, I leave for Patagonia with a group of the Boys, my co-authors from The Confluence. Ed Baldrige, Norm Richter, Bob C...

NEWS FLASH - Lyme, NH - I just submitted the completed manuscript for Storied Waters to my publisher, Stackpole Books. The manuscript is a significant expan...

My wife, Cheryl, is on a mission to visit more National Parks. She feels we’ve been deficient as parents and citizens for having dragged ourselves and our ch...

It’s fitting that the guy who spent six weeks last year driving over 5000 miles on the Storied Waters fly-fishing and literary odyssey now lives on River Roa...

I have some great news to share! First, I have a contract with Stackpole Books, a leading publisher of fly fishing and fly tying titles, to publish Storied W...