As I matured, meeting and falling in love with my wife, being there for the birth of all three of my children, enjoying a brief but very satisfying opportunity to really love what I do for a living, witnessing my son harvest his first elk, feeling the tug of a Steelhead, the complete exhaustion that comes from fighting and landing a King Salmon on Spey tackle, holding my first side-by-side shotgun, the very first day I moved to Colorado, and nearly everyday I've spent here since.
I fish. I hunt. And I apologize for neither. I live my life to the fullest, careful to keep a keen eye on the moment, living with a sense of urgency that comes from a growing awareness that our time spent on this earth is brief as well as borrowed. I appreciate true friendship, the kind that lasts, and the memories I've acquired from a lifetime of walking through grass, forests, sage, and water.
Within these pages, you'll find stories, observations, very few opinions, some skill, but more often than not a catalog of my adventures in pursuit of all things feather, fur and fin.
Silk Lines & Paper Hulls was born out of a passion for nostalgia, an appreciation for fine craftsmanship and a deep seeded admiration for the skill I have observed from some extraordinarily talented people that I've come to know while bumbling through the wilderness.