On the first day of November I was on the Black River in northern New York, trying to catch a Chinook salmon, the largest type of trout or salmon (salmonid) on the North American Continent. I’d failed here before to actually get one in though I’ve hooked many in previous years. I just have […]Read more "A Problem and an Opportunity along the Lake Shore"
This article is an attempt to work through the residual pain of an unusually traumatic week’s fishing. Susan and I run off to the north country every fall, a foray that might take us to anywhere in New England. This year’s trip was a somewhat reduced jaunt up to the northern Adirondacks and St. Lawrence […]Read more "I’m Not Fisherman Extraordinaire…I’m Mrs. Nesbitt"