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The Sevier County Fisherman: November 2009
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The Sevier County Fisherman. Grinnin' like a mule eatin' saw briars.". Tuesday, November 24, 2009. Do NOT Feel the Burn! Sunday, November 22, 2009. New Faces, Old Places. So, the two younger cousins will be with me on the ride to Grundy and I feel privileged to take them to their first actual hunt. So, here's to a successful hunt, and even more successful fun. Keep it rural,. Friday, November 20, 2009. That Grand Old Cold. Get your cold weather gear ready! Keep it rural,. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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The Sevier County Fisherman: February 2012
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The Sevier County Fisherman. Grinnin' like a mule eatin' saw briars.". Wednesday, February 29, 2012. An Essay of Memories, by Brandon Robinson. The following contribution to The Sevier County Fisherman is by Brandon Robinson of onebugisfake.com (you can follow Brandon on Twitter @OneBugIsFake). Brandon sheds light on the eschatological mystery of Smoky Mountain fly fishing and family - passion and pursuit. When it's in your blood, it's never gone, no matter the waters you fish. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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The Sevier County Fisherman: September 2010
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The Sevier County Fisherman. Grinnin' like a mule eatin' saw briars.". Sunday, September 26, 2010. Not much to report, as the second verse is indeed same as the first. The water in East Tennessee is still skinny, but benefited slightly from some light rain that bumped up the CFS by a whopping 20 feet. But, 54 is better than 34, and I'm pleased to see it tick upward. Fishing with Smoky Mountain Troutfitters. Yesterday evening, I jumped Newfound Gap. To visit with John Dollar. Sunday, September 19, 2010.
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The Sevier County Fisherman: An Essay of Memories, by Brandon Robinson
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The Sevier County Fisherman. Grinnin' like a mule eatin' saw briars.". Wednesday, February 29, 2012. An Essay of Memories, by Brandon Robinson. The following contribution to The Sevier County Fisherman is by Brandon Robinson of onebugisfake.com (you can follow Brandon on Twitter @OneBugIsFake). Brandon sheds light on the eschatological mystery of Smoky Mountain fly fishing and family - passion and pursuit. When it's in your blood, it's never gone, no matter the waters you fish. Great as always Brandon!
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The Sevier County Fisherman: August 2010
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The Sevier County Fisherman. Grinnin' like a mule eatin' saw briars.". Monday, August 30, 2010. Minute to Win It (A Condensed Version of Nearly Everything That Happened). Bradley Fork, Smoky Mountains. A 45 minute drive for fine fishing. What keeps me away? This relative after-thought offers fine fishing and a quick chance for the slam ('bow, brown, brook). Dropped them off at Smokemont, hoping my decency (really, I thought this) would bode well for fishing. Apparently it did. Saturday, August 28, 2010.
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The Sevier County Fisherman: Give Me Three Steps, Mister
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The Sevier County Fisherman. Grinnin' like a mule eatin' saw briars.". Tuesday, May 22, 2012. Give Me Three Steps, Mister. If you're from Ohio or the Northeast, probably not. But the rest of you contiguous staters, pay close attention. Number two: Fly selection. I was probably around four years old when I first saw my papaw dap a ten foot cane pole over boulders and catch 12 to 18 inch brown trout in the Smokies. Not too long after that I was tossing the micro lite spin caster, and on my 12th birthda...
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The Sevier County Fisherman: March 2010
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The Sevier County Fisherman. Grinnin' like a mule eatin' saw briars.". Tuesday, March 23, 2010. Classic encounter #2,239. Perilously close Yankee: "So, whatcha usin'? Me: "Brains and muscles.". Yankee: "Hahaha, yeah. I've not seen many fish.". Me: "Probably because you're fishing right behind me." (at least 20ft away). Yankee: "Well, I had one hit my Blue Wing Oliver.". Me: "Trout will do anything for you, dear, anything.". Me: "Have a nice day.". Don't hassle me, I'm a local. Thursday, March 4, 2010.
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The Sevier County Fisherman: February 2010
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The Sevier County Fisherman. Grinnin' like a mule eatin' saw briars.". Monday, February 22, 2010. And boy are my arms tired! What a weekend. Temps close to 55, water temp rising above 42. Beautiful spring day, a brief respite from the bitterly cold temperatures we've had for the past . well, seems like forever. OK, back to the flat water. It takes a long, delicate cast in flat water. And it's important to study the water from the bank, looking for the good holding spots and cruising fish. I l...The Crack...
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The Sevier County Fisherman: January 2010
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The Sevier County Fisherman. Grinnin' like a mule eatin' saw briars.". Saturday, January 30, 2010. Early in the mornin', I can't sleep . wait. Not the Rod Stewart song. In this case, I'm rockin' out to cane. Or bamboo, if you're one of the snobby folks. From West to East, has there ever been another type of equipment so often revered and under used? Sunday, January 17, 2010. Now, if you're reading this and want to fish with me. Let's go. I'll share some secrets and put you on some nice fish. ...Note: the...
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