Be a Grandma Betty

Most of us just want to get back to that place, where life was simple and we couldn’t wait for Grandma’s fried trout for dinner. When I saw this picture of my Grandma Betty, I could hear the river rushing, the sound of four-wheelers in the distance, and my beautiful grandma giggling gleefully with every catch she…

Strange Holiday Customs

I began to put this picture on our Christmas card, but realized some folks may not fully appreciate the Eagle’s Thanksgiving Plate. I cherish this picture because even though my children appear barbaric, it reminds me of one of my favorite days of the Holiday Season, a time where I say ‘no’ to a traditional role and visit the fish with my…

The Further I Get Past The Humans

I pause for a moment, staring at a deer’s half-consumed rib cage that is resting between a pool filter and a Top Ramen noodle bag. If I duck down I can see the river through the trees- I’m almost there, but my curiosity beckons. Who threw their pool filter in the middle of the woods? What animal…

The Mayfly Project

The Mayfly Project: Mentoring youth in foster care through fly fishing I waded out to check the river shoreline, making sure we had the prime stretch of river all to ourselves. The  water maneuvering around my waders was loud compared to the stillness I found on the fall morning. With no one in sight, and a…

Fly Fishing Moms Vs. Camp Kids

When you don’t tell anyone what you are planning because you’re sure they would think you are crazy, you may be a fly fishing adventure mom. You let people know you will be gone for a week, but only share the details in short snippets you estimate they can handle. For example, “Ya, we’re going camping…

#FlyMom on a Lunch Break

  My friend and I are determined to change the #flymoms representation on Instagram to  pictures of fly fishing moms, verses moms just looking really cool. I don’t doubt those moms are way cool, but there is just something special about fly moms, the fly fishing kind. We are strange, we do crazy things with…

Egg Crowd Moments

I don’t know folks, I sacraficed a river weekend to take my kids to an Easter Egg hunt in the city and *sigh*… Those of you that know me well, know this is sort of my worst nightmare. No parking. Waiting in lines. Traffic. People everywhere fighting to get their kids in the front of…