There is something magical about wading. When you step into the river, it is like you’re in a different dimension. A different world where time seems to slow down and nothing else seems to matter. It’s soothing, calming, and makes everything ok. That is why I love to wade…….
It’s been a long time since I’ve ice fished. 1994 to be precise. Back then, we didn’t have a shanty, we didn’t have flashers, we didn’t have ice rods, but [ . . . ]
I’m not the big bad wolf, maybe that’s why they decided to come out and play with me. Once upon a time after a wet, cold, and windy Saturday with [ . . . ]