the force.

um, seriously?

love him.

click here.
and here.

music dump.

Grouplove "Tongue Tied" from Toy Human on Vimeo.

Grouplove - Itchin' on a Photograph from Toy Human on Vimeo.

Bon Iver - Blood Bank [video] from MrMach7 on Vimeo.

Yeasayer "Ambling Alp" from Team G on Vimeo.

Portugal The Man "People Say" acoustic from Portugal The Man on Vimeo.

yes!

took fin out to sauvie last week.
holy crap!
it was fantastic. she showed some fucking mojo. we kicked up some birds and everything set up perfectly. i made a lucky shot and fin got her first rooster. i'm still rollin' on the high.

alyeska.

well, the only thing that could make the k-tok better than last time would be to share it with friends. fishing was epic. weather was spectacular. food was plentiful. rum was sweet. smokes were smooth. and beer was cold (once we got back to anchorage).
as usual i'll let some photos do the talking.
CLICKY.
good times, fellas. good times.

home from AK.

more pictures...someday. still recovering and it's steelhead time.

valhalla.

18 days.

happy fourth!

spent the day preparin' for fireworks armageddon tonight.
a worn out pup is a beautiful thing.

more fun than my job.

but i get to go to alaska in 2 months.

the long khan.

easily the most awesome thing to come along since you could buy loaves of bread pre-sliced.
CLICK HERE!

the new pup.

fin is here. she's just under 3 months now and quite the handful. and by handful, i mean mouthful...of razor sharp puppy teeth. so far so good. she loves to find dead shit. sniffs out the pheasant wings i hide like a champ. and is already kicking lou's ass around the house. i can't wait to get her on some live birds.

my camera broke.

it's sad. i have nothing to show you.

ocean bounty.

hey friends and enemies. it's been awhile. no real fishing trips to report lately, but we have run out to the coast a couple times. we don't really know what we're doing and deemed both trips as "science missions", but we had fun.
keep in mind that in all these pictures the wind was blowing over 60mph and it was raining like a nebraska tornado was about to throw some cattle or a barn door at us.
so don't tell our moms that we were hanging out on the jetties...

also 80.

except, if you've seen him lately, he looks a little bit more like an 80 year old.

80.

happy birthday, old man.

nice win, boys.

dry snow.

some highlights from the colorado bachelor party.
their powder v. our slush isn't really even a contest.
good times, fellas. and congrats to the groom.
no one had to ride the red sled this trip, so i penciled this one in as a success.
here's to the next one.

a happy ending.

lambchops.

well, pops bagged a sheep.
the routine was pretty standard. try to find one early before the wind started blowing 100 miles per hour. it didn't take long...for the wind, i mean.
we saw a few groups at about 800 miles. and they didn't give us any stalking opportunities which is what we were really hoping for. instead a group of four poked their heads up over a cliff at about 200 yards, straight up.
dad missed a bigger ewe. but dropped a smaller ram. 200 yards up a wall to get him felt like 2 miles.









like i said, it was a smaller ram, so there aren't any trophy pics. still, it was a great hunt. and i'd love do it again. one of these days pops and i are gonna get that trophy animal. we joke about how we make the most out of the 10 second window we get to make shit happen. someday. someday. we'll have that chance to call in a huge bull elk or rattle in a big time muley with plenty of time to set up and make a great shot.
it'll happen one of these times.