Reid Auger

Road Warriors and River Rats: Mastering the Art of the Fishing Road Trip

As we have always been DIY fisherman, hitting the road to explore new places to fish is almost irresistible. Yes, there are lodges and camps that provide guides and accommodations to ensure success and comfort. However, there is something incredibly satisfying and gratifying when you do the leg work to find water with your own […]

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One Of Those Days

How often have you found yourself muttering, “…one of those days.” What were you yammering on about? We’ve all had those days out on the river, when we show up with the hope of what will surely be an epic day! After excitedly rigging up and scampering to the water, we forget to do the

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The Fear of First Times

First times. First time anything. The first day of school. The first interview. The first day on a job. The first presentation in front of people. The first failure. The first beer. The first date. The first kiss. The one thing every “first” has in common with another is fear. It’s a weird emotion, fear.

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On The Road Again

To my wife’s dismay, I am not one for country music. Can’t really explain why, but it just isn’t for me, unless it’s in the form of Willie Nelson or Johnny Cash. In stealing the title of one of Willie’s greatest tunes, “On the Road Again,” it fits perfectly for one of my favorite parts

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The Red Carpet Dilemma

We were hiking in to the water we wanted to fish. Hot. August in Colorado can get that way. It’s amazing to be at 9500 ft and still feel oppressive heat. “How are things in your world?” “Can’t complain, I’m here aren’t I?” This is one of the classic beginnings for a hike into some

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Sometimes You Just Know

There are moments in time that come with feelings of unrest. You cast into a nice deep run for half an hour without any action at all. A total blank. The half hour turns into an hour. Doubt creeps into everything you do, and questions seem to permeate your thoughts…Do I have the right flies?

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