BOB, THE SLOB

Author’s Note:  This post first appeared on Upland Equations on June 13, 2013. Every so often, a fisherman catches a fish worthy of a nickname.  I caught a whopper last night whose name came to me instantly.  No offense to anyone named “Bob” (including some of my friends), but I caught a fish last night that I immediately…

BAD LEROY BROWN

In my book, Heaven on Earth: Stories of Fly Fishing, Fun & Faith, I wrote about one of my favorite secret fishing spots in Idaho, “The Mini-Madison.”  I named it this when I first fished there because it reminded me of my favorite river, the Mighty Madison in Montana, except instead of being a 50 mile riffle, it is only 100 yards…