Bow River Blog

It is dusk when I arrived at the Bow River. The sun goes down early these nights as it is September. Quarter to nine and it is almost pitch black. I hurried to tie my Rapala up and walk down to the river bank. I strapped my head lamp on tightly and quickly walked down [...]

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In The Still Of The Night. I was slipping and sliding, bumbling and stumbling in the darkness last evening fishing for those massive Brown Trout that just will not feed in the daytime. Not those 18 to 22 inch fish that you can frequently hook into almost at will, I’m talking about those 25 to [...]

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