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2018

The Fix

Gunpowder and streamers in winter

The last time you wore that coat, campfire stories buried their scent into the seams above the elbow, where embers rose too quickly and charred patchy holes. By looking at the jacket, you taste the bourbon again and your throat burns. You scoured the entire Gunpowder River last fall, ending each weekend with a drink and a bonfire, feeling much farther than 20 miles from Baltimore. You remember the laughter, the friendships, warmer weather. That was fall.

Clyde and the Shark

Redfish ahead: just 2,500 more miles

If you linger around a fly shop long enough on a slow day, you'll eventually hear some crazy and creative fishing plans. My shop—Arbor Anglers in Golden, Colorado—is no exception, and on a recent afternoon in late October, the fishing plans got a little nuts. What started with: "We should find a big-ass shark-mount somewhere and hang it from the ceiling" soon evolved into us planning a Ride-with-Clyde road trip that included 10 states and a decent dose of redfish.