Since they were foolish enough to link to us – and the guy can write – we’ll give ‘em a plug: the Fishbeer blog.

They suggest they’re the “Greatest fly fishing, beer, and fancy writing blog you’ve ever seen” though I’m going to dispute the “beer” part.

After all, it was the Underground who led the way in protecting your First Amendment Beer-Drinking Rights.

Still, there’s something to be said for the writing part:

One thing Cow Creek Ranch could improve is the strength of their coffee. I’m sitting here now in Soma in Bloomington Indiana enjoying a tall glass of very fine, strong-brewed, real coffee. I’m going to drink two. Maybe three.

Scuff on the fuselage, lightening on the left, lightening on the right, my flight back from New Mexico was not great. I got to my new house around 2:00am last night. I still have to unpack from the move. Awesome.

But enough of the complaining. Just two days ago I was traipsing through high meadows on the Sangre de Cristo Mountains plunking down a bushy stimulator in every riffle, pocket and hole of Cow Creek looking for the five-slam. Above the black, swirling, deep pools of the manicured guest beats on the main fishery at the ranch, Cow Creek continues to climb into the mountains above 10,000′. There’s a trail that follows it all the way up.

See you on the Internet, Tom Chandler.