Idaho Fly Fishing | Teton Valley Lodge | 800.455.1182Idaho Fly Fishing | Teton Valley Lodge

Idaho Fly Fishing | Teton Valley Lodge | 800.455.1182Idaho Fly Fishing | Teton Valley Lodge | 800.455.1182» Uncategorized http://tetonvalleylodge.com Idaho fly fishing since 1919 on the South Fork of the Snake, Teton and Henry's Fork rivers. Fri, 03 Feb 2012 21:25:26 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 Quote of the Day http://tetonvalleylodge.com/quote-the-day/ http://tetonvalleylodge.com/quote-the-day/#comments Sun, 24 Jan 2010 15:33:34 +0000 Matt Berry http://tetonvalleylodge.com/?p=1999

]]> http://tetonvalleylodge.com/quote-the-day/feed/ 0 “To some all this may seem like taking a recreation far too seriously. If these objectors can take lightly the sense of baffled disappointment following on failure by the waterside; if they are content to enjoy success as though it were some caprice of chance; if, in short, they are content to be the slaves and not the masters of their fishing fate, then perhaps

Alma Kunz’s Lodge By Herbert C. Hardy http://tetonvalleylodge.com/alma-kunzs-lodge-by-herbert-c-hardy/ http://tetonvalleylodge.com/alma-kunzs-lodge-by-herbert-c-hardy/#comments Wed, 13 Jan 2010 16:58:23 +0000 Brian Berry http://tetonvalleylodge.com/?p=1562

]]> http://tetonvalleylodge.com/alma-kunzs-lodge-by-herbert-c-hardy/feed/ 0 The money we make through sweat and strain Somehow disappears down the collector’s drain. For a modest stake we work like sin, Then sadly watch Uncle Sam rake it in. We nurse our ulcers, baby our hearts, Patch our carcass as it falls apart: Our back gets bent, our bottom sore, As we keep striving for more and more. At last, I’ve finally seen the

T’WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CADDIS BY RICHARD FRANK http://tetonvalleylodge.com/twas-the-night-before-caddis-by-richard-frank/ http://tetonvalleylodge.com/twas-the-night-before-caddis-by-richard-frank/#comments Thu, 24 Dec 2009 21:21:26 +0000 Matt Berry http://tetonvalleylodge.com/blog/?p=760

]]> http://tetonvalleylodge.com/twas-the-night-before-caddis-by-richard-frank/feed/ 0 Twas the night before Christmas when down by the stream The full moon looked out on a chill winter scene. A lone trout was sipping a midge in his brook, Untroubled by worries of fishers with hooks. Then from above a small sleigh did appear Pulled by a brace of eight tiny reindeer. It swerved of a sudden and down it did glide, Settling its