When we were young men, still in high school, I recall that opening day for us actually began in February. By that time, catalogs from Herters, Sears and Read Tackle had arrived, whetting our …

I met Frank Mele one late April day along the East Branch of the Delaware. He was standing at the guardrail along Route 30, looking at the river as I approached. It was Hendrickson time in the …

Every year as winter begins to wane, and the snowdrops bloom, my thoughts turn to fishing and for some reason, seasons past. In my formative years, when trout fishing became a weekly pastime, …