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The third day of my visit to West Yellowstone broke cold and overcast. Dad drove me up to the Firehole and dropped me off about a mile above where I had previously fished – close to Biscuit Basin. I had expected the weather to turn and wore a heavy wool, cable knit fisherman’s sweater [...]

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Dad and Mom before she hit the ejection button…
… was this. Dad would ride with me, early in the morning, to a spot on the Madison or Firehole in the park, drop me off and return to pick me up at dusk.
On the first morning, Dad left me where we had parked the day before. [...]

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It was early October 1977. The guys I worked with knew I needed a vacation. I asked my Dad to accompany me on this ten-day trip. He had given me the impression, through the years, that he was familiar with fly-fishing and had, at sometime, actually done it. My experiences with him were limited to [...]

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