Category Archives: John Gierach

Voelker’s Nijinsky

“It sounds like you’re sunk. Does your wife understand that this isn’t just a bamboo rod, it’s the first bamboo rod?” The pronouncement and query came from a man who—while conceding that plenty of people had more skill with and knowledge about bamboo rods—once wrote that “no one loves them more” than he. I had […]

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“We said we were going fishing and we did”

I arrived at the Crossroads shortly before 9:30 A.M. We were meeting at 10:00 A.M., so I had plenty of time to add ice to my cooler and fill my truck’s tank with gas. I had driven all morning under the cover of an overcast sky, but the clouds were now gone and the temperature was rising […]

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