The Airflo Story

This has been in my inbox for a while, but I hadn't gotten around to watching it.  This is a great video about Airflo and how fly lines are made.  It's almost a good as Mr. Rodgers at the crayon factory, but that's the gold standard for educational videos.

I've Been Meaning to do this for a While

Having the time of my life at Mood NYC.

Over the last six months or so my blogging has been pretty lacking.  The main reason is that I haven't been inspired by my fishing excursions and I spend a LOT of time doing other things these days.  I have a business, The Brown Drake, and am helping grow Paddy's business, Crazy Guy Tomatoes.  I spend a lot of time baking, gardening, sewing, doing stuff outside, and generally making a fool of myself.

A couple of weeks ago, Christine, at Fly Fish Chick, said there's not a New Coke.  I'll agree with her in that I'm sticking to what I've always done, but there will be other stuff, too.  It's more like MexiCoke--better than regular Coke.  I think a new format will help me make a fresh start and there will be some tweaking over the next few months.

I plan to write about the things I love and the things I do every day: fly-fishing, cooking and baking, gardening, sewing and crafting, making, building, destroying, liberal artisting, and my new venture into shoemaking.  Yes, I did say shoemaking.  There is also sure to be a few posts of epic crashes as I get back into mountain biking this year.

I hope to keep you entertained, and to keep myself entertained as I explore to my heart's content.

A Little Pond Fishing

A couple of weeks ago I was in Texas for Easter.  I had a couple of saltwater trips planned with my sister, brother-in-law, and their guide in Corpus, but the wind was roaring so we had to cancel.

It's hard to beat the fight of a fat catfish.

Growing up, my dad always took us fishing on Good Friday, which was always more than enough fishing for the year--ha ha.  My dad and I went fishing on the ranch on Good Friday and I caught a catfish (only my second ever) and he caught a nice bass.  There wasn't a lot going on, but it's so fun to catch something different.

A delicious bass.  Pop did eat both fish for dinner.  I like my fish in the form of raw tuna on rice--ha ha.