Driving across the high elevation shortgrass prairie of northwestern Fremont County today with Jason Klass, we wiggled our way into a conversation about the content of our respective blogs, both of which are based on tenkara. The talk centered around what we write in our blogs, and why. As for Tenkara Tracks, I've purposely chosen to write more about how tenkara feels, rather than provide how-to instruction on fly tying, casting, reading water, or any of the zillion other things that I could provide instruction for. There are plenty of websites and blogs devoted to that, and they're doing a fine job for the most part. I would much rather write about my tenkara experiences. How it feels to hike down from a high lake in the pouring rain and pounding hail, hoping you don't get struck by lightning. How it feels to have an ever-so-slight breeze behind you as you cast upstream, watching kebaris land on the water as they only can with that faint breeze. How it feels to anticipate what that fish will look like, in the moment between when it takes your fly and your first glimpse of it, your only indication that it's a really big one being it's quivering pull on the tip of your rod. Yes, I'll still throw in a gear review now and then, but look for more of my experiences in the backcountry, and less how-to. Now, I have a whole day of fishing to think through, and it sure was a grand day in the canyons. More on that soon!