Fly Fishing Bloggers Go Big Time, or Psycho

Chances are good that most of you haven’t noticed my recent lengthy absences from this place.  Still, I thought I should take the time to check in and let y’all know where I’ve been, and that I haven’t forgotten about you.

I’ve been pretty busy lately.  It turns out that this blogging thing has helped open a few doors for me.  (No, I haven’t been invited to go fish at fancy schmancy tropical fly fishing lodges like some other fly fishing bloggers.  And while on that subject, I know they’ve taken a little heat for it.  While under most circumstances I’d be one of the first to bust their balls about it, I can’t this time as I would have happily sold my soul for bonefish. )  If any ribs need to be poked, it would have to be those of Tom Chandler, writer of the trout underground.  It turns out that while I’ve been away, he has taken his zeal for John Gierach to a whole new level.

If Tom takes his obsession admiration any further, one of the chapters in Gierach’s next book might be about the guy from Cali who he had to get a restraining order against.

See you in the police blotter…