Drifting The Prairie Ocean Outdoor Journal

And Oh... How The Rain Came You see that weather map above... the one on my boob tube last night.  That was the prairie ocean at 6 p.m. ...

WEATHER Last night, here near my prairie home and the whole of Murray County in Oklahoma, we received nine inches of rain.  Rock Creek c...

In talking, Charlie and I both decided to quit fly-fishing the carp a couple of weeks ago. With the local creek being in the dismal state i...

Sidetracked In More Ways Than One When pony feed hit $3.42 for a gallon bucket, my inclination to hitch the ponies to the prairie schooner...

THE SATURDAY WASH There's a big golden trout down in Area 1.  Well... at least he was as of yesterday, and as far as I know he still w...

The older fishermen always said, "Fish ahead of the front", and today looked like a perfect opportunity to do just that.  A curtai...

Last Saturday the waders went on... but a fly rod was not in hand.  Instead, two commercial sized 60 gallon trash bags were in tow.  Worki...

Before leaving my prairie home this morning, Miss Carol asked me for two things.  She requested a Creme Danish from Scotty's, and trout ...

On the Rock Creek current of the Prairie Ocean wide - a place of inner peace, ceasing of questions and doubt. I come for a carp by fl...