The Mad Fishicist

A fly rodding, sheep stalking, moose calling, guitar trying, bird watching, fly tying, Katie loving stay-at-home-dad.

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Location: Alaska, United States

Sunday, June 18, 2006

His Father

"Then I was by him, as one brought up with him: and I was always his delight, rejoicing always before him..."
-Proverbs 8:30

Take the Father's love, and make it a father's love: the most important responsibility of my life. It took me thirty years to learn, but I never knew class was in session. Thank God I had the right teacher. And I'm still learning. Maybe I won't know how I did until my kids have kids.

Look around, Dad. How'd you do?

Today is a very happy Father's Day. Thank you for showing me the Father's love.

Thursday, June 08, 2006


Happy Birthday Katie. All the men I am together do not deserve this kind of love. To the woman/wife/mother who lives beyond my dreams:
My proudest self is the one in whose arms you have been made complete.

Monday, June 05, 2006

Fish On

"Never did a caudal appendage beat the sea with such violence."
-Jules Verne, 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea

A tired steelhead will bend its body into an S. Then the current takes up the fight. The fisherman pulls, but the fish stays curved while the force of the water moves against its opponent. The powerful tail is set against the massive shoulders. All the fisherman can do is hold on tight and wait for the fish to relax. The fish knows that the river will not readily relinquish her most beautiful possessions. The fish knows that a man can not stop the river. But sometimes the fish does relax. It's humbling and almost embarrassing that the battle ends only when the fish decides to let the river stop fighting.