Flathead Lake Monster

The short story and video of my 34in lake trout from last summer on Flathead Lake.

Firsts for my Best Friend

                  I would say I have three best friends, but for this blog post I am going to talk about one in particularly. My freshman year of college I walked into a 300+ person lecture hall and out of those 300 I didn’t know a single person….

The Como Curse

On our Lake Powell trip in 2014 I started saying “we don’t have vacations we have adventures”. To this day it’s true, something always happens that was not planned. Sometimes it comes to down to life and death, but only sometimes… I seriously wonder if other people have these experiences, or if it is just…

One Ton Broadhead

Luckily for me, my first 2 years of college I attend Montana State University which is located in Bozeman, Mt. I was lucky because everyone there did the same stuff as me and if they didn’t they wanted to learn. My freshman year I started dating a guy that participated in a Fraternity. Now you…

This earth day thank a HUNTER.

You may read the title and wonder what I might be getting at. In the United States on Earth Day you should thank a Hunter and this is why….   A hunter is the number 1 contributor to conservation in the COUNTRY. Everyday Sportsman or sportswoman gives 8 million to conservation. On average over 38 billion…

Interview on why I fish

My good friend Lili Acosta, who is an amazing photographer and writer, interviewed me for her film class last spring. She did a short video asking me questions about fly fishing. The question that really hit home was why do I fly fish. My answer was “Flyfishing is more of an art than a sport,…

Turkey Bombs recipe

Long ago, before Sarah ( “BS” as my dad likes to say) my parents lived in Arizona and there my dad loved to turkey hunt. The turkeys there were full of acorns, bugs and good flavor.  Cooking turkey was simple, it didn’t need much to make it taste amazing. Later on my parents and I moved…

My First Hunt and the Biggest Lesson

Each time I pull the trigger or release an arrow, I take a deep breath and can feel the oxygen flood my brain. The surge of oxygen allows for the release of adrenaline which has been diluting my concentration. Simultaneously a memory floods my brain—a memory of my first hunt and the lesson that I…

Chugging beers and chasing deer

You may read this title and think “what the hell!” Well, you should, but it’s not what you think. One afternoon, during my junior year in high school, I went hunting with my dad. It was at a place we frequented—located on the other side of a ridge that lines the back of our house….