Troutman entered the fly shop where it all began for him and the Old Timer. There was no better place to get intel and purchase the flies nece…
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As the Jeep climbed through the notch, small flakes of crystalline water vapor appeared in the headlights. It had been many Novembers since Tr…
It was late in the day as Troutman sped along the backwoods road to camp. He knew that the Old Timer was there having gotten to camp a couple …
As the clock struck midnight, Troutman walked into his fly-tying room. He knew that his wife, Pink Lady, still had a couple of gifts to wrap a…
Shorter days and cooler nights meant one thing — trout were going to get active with their pre-spawn aggression. This was the time of year whe…
Just before lunchtime, the cabin door swung open. A blast of warm air hit the Old Timer in the face. It felt good after leaving the truck and …
The Christmas celebration was winding down. The grandchildren were in the other room playing with their new toys. The ladies were in the kitch…
The Chevy K5 Blazer turned left onto the dirt road. The Sportspal canoe wiggled on the roof and the tie-down straps strained to hold the canoe…
Troutman rinsed the last supper dish and put it into the drying rack. The dishes would have to dry themselves. He and the Old Timer had to tra…
The grill and dishes cleaned and put away, the Old Timer and Troutman headed to the front porch of the cabin to watch the sunset. Tomorrow was…