As I move onto the subject of healers within our valley, I thought I might start by introducing you to a man who lives a life of poetry and flyfishing, Cameron Scott. It’s not often that one finds a person so connected to nature and spirituality and so I felt the need to follow Cameron around... Read more →
Roaring Fork, Frying Pan Rivers To Get Thirsty
The amount of water diverted from the Upper Fryingpan and Roaring Fork rivers is likely to increase in coming decades as Front Range cities seek ways to tap existing resources, concludes a comprehensive study released Monday.Three m Copyright 2011 Glenwood Springs Post Independent. All rights reserved.... Read more →
‘Tis Still The Season For Flyfishing
I realize most people have never dreamt of fly fishing during the winter. Why would you? The mountains are seeing great early-season snow, and the skiing and snowboarding have been excellent thus far.Nonetheless, I’m reminded of how spoiled we are to live in this remarkable valley, where one... Read more →
City Slicker Does Beaver Creek
“I’m from New York City,” writes Post blogger Michael Conniff, “and nobody ‘hikes’ in New York City. They might take a walk crosstown, or skip the subway here and there, or wander along the West Side Highway by the Hudson. But nobody hikes in New York City, not really,... Read more →
City Slicker Does Beaver Creek
I’m from New York City, and nobody “hikes” in New York City. They might take a walk crosstown, or skip the subway here and there, or wander along the West Side Highway by the Hudson. But nobody hikes in New York City, not really, so for a city boy like yours truly to be hiking at all at Beaver... Read more →
An Evening With Hunter: Part II
The following is an excerpt from Keith Hemstreet’s novel-in-progress, tentatively titled “Owl Farm.” Click here to read “An Evening With Hunter: Part I” Hunter made another attempt to control the television with one of the remotes. “Put that thing away,” Justin said. “You’re... Read more →
Fly Fishing Mission Accomplished
Post blogger MItch Mulhall weaves another one of his tall tales. “It had been a few years since I’d last guided a fly fishing trip,” he blogs, “but my piscatorial reputation was fairly well known, if not as unwarranted as a Madonnna Grammy. Still, among people who were near enough... Read more →
Troubling Brew
Leave it to Post blogger Star Eagle in comment #18 to drop in A River Runs Through It reference–a Folger’s can full of worms–into tonights’ angling theme. “Pretty much means opening up a can of fat worms,” he blogs. “As long as its all street legal B. Jon you... Read more →
An Inspirational Nymph
Remember the fly tying vice your grandma got you in the Summer of ’69? Post blogger Mitch Mulhall does in comment #1. Read More →
Cimarron Reverie
Post blogger Mitch Mulhall casts his memories of a fishing trip on the Cimarron to the Con Man’s comments on the anniversary of Bush’s landing on the USS Abraham Lincoln: “[W]hat I remember most is cinching my fly tying vice to a government picnic table and teaching little Don how to... Read more →