A Monster of the Darkness

I was in that deep rest.  The kind of rest just before sleep when the back of the Waterman went off like a scene in Jaws.  The drag of the giant saltwater reel holding our swordfish rod screamed and stressful shouts came from Brian Trow, “Currier! Currier! Currier!”...

Virginia Beach Here I Come

You know I’ve been traveling too much when I say it was an easy jaunt from Idaho to Virginia Beach, Virginia.  But it was.  I left my house in Victor at 4:30 AM and Colby and brother Brian Trow, owners of Mossy Creek Fly Fishing, picked me up from the Richmond airport...