Poem: What the Rivers Give
The Tamarack River gave me my first love and my first stringer of fish. A River of unknown name in Alaska gave me its treasure of gold. The...
Learn MoreThe Tamarack River gave me my first love and my first stringer of fish. A River of unknown name in Alaska gave me its treasure of gold. The...
Learn MoreAs we paddle along the Old Willapa River a peace comes over me. The color of Fall explodes around me. Then in a blink of an eye I realize how...
Learn MoreI started whitewater kayaking in my mid-30s and immediately became obsessed with spending time on the river. Between my career as a domestic violence policy attorney in San Francisco and...
Learn MoreThis is a link to a photo essay about four of us kayaking about 13 miles on the Willamette River on the 8th of September 2017.
Learn MoreAs a young boy growing up in the outdoors and on a family ranch with 6 brothers and sisters, I was always looking for things to do that held an...
Learn MoreIt was just before daylight on the Samish River. Wild run Coho and King salmon where stacked up in every deep pool in the river. Two guys on the opposite...
Learn MoreBack in the early and mid-70’s, before people had “sense”, my crazy mother used to let my sister and I float down the Rogue River from Gold Hill, Oregon to...
Learn MoreWhen I was very young, I fished for trout with my Grandfather, bless his heart. We often had trout for breakfast. The river c was full of fish then. My...
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