Nate O Taylor

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Taking It Easy

August 23, 2010 by n.taylor 3 Comments

Sometimes it pays to spend a weekend recovering from previous excursions. The last several weekends have left me mostly sleep deprived and hungover so it seemed like a good time to not do anything. I also gazed into the future and found obligations with David Luna in Montana, my buddy Jeff on the Taylor, and my special needs uncle David and cousin Whit sometime in October. Thinking about all of that just makes me tired.

Victim

Victim

If you haven’t tried using a speargun before, I highly suggest you try it at your earliest convenience. Not only is this technique incredibly easy, it’s also extremely rewarding. I mean how else can you mercilessly patrol the coastal waters? With no catch limit and harvest strongly encouraged for these critters, there simply is no other more efficient means of extermination.

As far as my future is concerned, with any sort of break in the weather I’m going to hit the dream hard before the massive influx of crowds arrives sometime in the middle of September. This usually occurs immediately after some derelict from the Denver Post publishes a lame article about how someone’s “dream will be made” on the Dream Stream (*cough I mean Charlie Meyers State Wildlife Area). Get your egg patterns now, because when that article goes into print rest assured that every shop in town will be scratching their heads wondering why they didn’t order more. Every man for himself come the fall.

Other things I was doing this weekend…

Release

Release

Filed Under: Summer Tagged With: Dream Stream, Lindbergh, Montana

Pamplona Visits the USA

July 7, 2010 by n.taylor Leave a Comment

After months of intense preparation my girlfriend and I finally boarded our flight at DIA to venture to my homeland of Montana. There we would enjoy a nice week away from high-speed internet, iphones (damn-it), and other “annoyances”. While I was planning on fishing some of the nearby waters of my youth I stumbled upon what I call The Running of the Bulls. The trout fishing ended up being lackluster but we did manage to have quite a good time chasing around the Char species in some cold mountain lakes. The woman actually was the first to bring one in the boat.

Lucky guy eh?

I strung up her rod and gave her a few fleeting words of advice as she was looking over my fly selection. She picked a white streamer because she thought it would “work better” (it did). Her first cast was in the water and to my utter amazement after strip number two I heard a splash and her say, “I think I got one”. A large boil accompanied shortly thereafter with a strong run that took 30 feet of line got my attention. After a well fought battle I brought the fish to hand where I learned that this was in fact her first fish ever.

Needless to say this brought about a furious obsession for me that lasted the remainder of the trip.

While I spent the better part of four days trying everything I could to keep pace with my competitor girlfriend she managed to read a novel and catch a few more just

Love those optics...

to remind me of my place in the animal kingdom. She did have enough of a soul to inform me that her father had given her some basic casting instruction as well as bored her to tears with fishing stories when she was a kid. She claimed she had some experience but I’m pretty sure she was just trying to make me feel better. If you need me I’ll be suffering alone in the basement.

Filed Under: Summer Tagged With: Bull Trout, Lindbergh, Montana

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