It’s A Walk, Not A Safar...
The Little Black Dress is one with walking. Every morning she is off, water bottle attached to her side, earphones in her …...
read moreThe Little Black Dress is one with walking. Every morning she is off, water bottle attached to her side, earphones in her …...
read moreWinters: Being Father’s Day, and the fact you have the three Sons of Thunder, I thought it appropriate to write you a letter....
read moreThere were times fly fishing in Alaska that I would pause, often in mid cast. Drop my head. I’d reel in my line, wade back to...
read moreNever let it be said the Sons of Thunder and I can’t handle ourselves without the Little Black Dress. I am not saying we want...
read moreThe Little Black Dress says I am sparse with words. This usually occurs when I do not fawn sufficiently to her tastes. I will say,...
read moreI remember standing in the middle of a river waving a stick, what others call fly fishing. I had a very nice little Dolly Varden on...
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