Andrew Part 2   After ten minutes of sliding down the embankment, grabbing hold of weed stalks and thorny bushes along the way, I found myself on the edge of Gore Creek.  I tied on a Parachute Adams and made a few casts behind some boulders and along a fallen log dipping from the opposite bank. Owners of land in Colorado, unlike owners in many other states, can own streambeds.  I was warned...

Andrew Part 1   I looked down the embankment from the railroad tracks.  My weight was already shifting under the loose gravel and sandy earth, and I visualized myself slipping and sliding down this bank and plunging into Gore Creek below. That would be a shame on a nice morning like this.  To my right, a little over a half mile away, Interstate 70 ran east-west out of Vail into Copper...

Jackie Part 2   (After Jackie played her song with the inappropriate language, I tried to turn the debacle into a teachable moment by relating the difference between cuteness and cleverness using the tale of Uncle Harry, Joey, and Joey pummeling Uncle Harry’s toe with a hammer at Thanksgiving Dinner.) “There is a huge difference between being cute and being clever.  People who want to be...

Jackie Part I One of the many things I like about flyfishing is that, often, there are surprises. And most are pleasant.  This coming from a flyfisherman who has inadvertently sat in several streams and endured not-so-pleasant surprises.  It was late afternoon, and Mike and I had already made fifty or so casts apiece into the Church Pool on Resica Falls Creek. The rain had stopped, and the sun...

Reginald Rochester II was about to explode.  There were rapid puffs of gray smoke from Leadbeater’s pipe emulating Native American smoke signals messaging an imminent attack by the cavalry.  Apparently my awarding of “A’s” to level three students was threatening to collapse the academic structure of Henry Bouquet High School. Eric Part II “Mr. Maltese…you fail to understand that you are...