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Not a kid anymore.. A good friend asked me to write a piece for his WEBSITE, it is about my evolution as a Fisherman.I did not know I was going to get older in the process… EVOLUTION OF A FISHERMAN THAT guy was having way too much fun…on the lawn at the  Frontier Motel in [...]

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* THERE ARE MORE ASPEN PHOTOS ON MY FRONT PAGE, CLICK ON PLANETTROUT ON MY HEADER OR GO TO RECENT POSTS IN THE RIGHT HAND COLUMN* I had been with Jean Marie for about 5 months when we decided to take a one week vacation to Aspen, Colorado in September, 1978. She had never been [...]

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The first time I remember seeing Jean Marie Hon was in the Fall of 1976. I was watching a Saturday morning television show with my first daughter Nadia, in the den. I saw THIS girl with two other actors and a chimp. It was the girl that stuck in my mind. Hmmmm…. About a month [...]

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My daughter Nadia reminded me that I took a four day trip to Chilko Lake, BC in the fall of 1976 with her and Ilse. That trip had eluded my memory for some reason – although I must admit that it was one of the best trips I have ever taken over a four day [...]

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The next day was the day the NY Yankees beat the Dodgers 5-3 in their third World Series game. I know, my Father insisted on my listening to it on the radio. My Dad, his Grandson Michael and Jean Marie Hon… We departed West Yellowstone at 5:00AM. I wanted to drive straight through to Bridgeport [...]

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On Thursday, October 13, 1977, the sky was again overcast and there was the threat of more rain or snow.The night before, my Dad and I had decided, over a steak dinner, to travel over to the Yellowstone River to try for some West Slope Cutthroat trout. After a quick breakfast, we left West Yellowstone [...]

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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 and [...]

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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 [...]

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There are five stories that make up this trip with my Father. When I started this BLOG, I never connected them. Links are now placed to the following story at the bottom of each story…1.3.10 It was early October 1977. The guys I worked with knew I needed a vacation. I asked my Dad to [...]

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Robinson Creek lies just East and North of Bridgeport, CA. August 1977 was the first opportunity I had to go fly-fishing again since the visit to Hot Creek Ranch. I had spent the previous year building a new business and starting a divorce. I had been told that Robinson Creek held a substantial number of [...]

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