Monday, December 11, 2017
Friday, December 8, 2017
You know when you walk in the door of a killer fly shop, you can feel it?
These guys get it....
That's exactly what I felt when I stopped into the brand new fly shop in Bend, OR....The Bend Fly Shop, run by veteran guide Chris Odonnell
Opening just weeks ago, Chris and his wife have created a space that oozes class and has a second level upstairs that I am very, very excited about.
From years and years as a full time guide and owner of River Runner Outfitters, Chris has created a Shangri-La of steelhead fly tying materials and components that makes a fly tying junkie like myself a very, very happy man.
The day I stopped in they were just getting settled with the boxes and boxes killer materials, the best of the best from each manufacturer that will allow the feather jockeys out there to create some great bugs.
If you find yourself in Bend, go check them out and in the meantime, watch their web site to see the shop grow and if you're looking for a guide on the Deschutes in the summer and fall or the North Oregon Coast in the winter, drop Chris a line HERE
Monday, December 4, 2017
The running joke in my fishing crew is that I never trust a guy in a fishing vest.
Again, it's a joke....
But Secretary of Interior Ryan Zinke is doing his best to reinforce the joke as truth.
For the first time in 106 years, our government is reducing a federal national monument.....thanks to Trump and his public lands henchman, Ryan Zinke
At one time, I sat across the table from him and listened to him extoll the virtues of public lands and I believed him.
Today, I am disgusted by the reduction of Bears Ears and Grand Staircase Escalante.
Shame on you Utah
Shame on you Zinke
Take a read to this insightful article from Outside Magazine, and here's a great section that really tells the truth on the fraud that Zinke is....
3 lawsuits filed already today to block this action. Saddle up.
Thursday, November 30, 2017
I came in the door to eat, have a beer and warm up from a Deschutes River baptism....
I turned around and just started giggling
The Rainbow Tavern in Maupin, OR. has invariably had to have had a few conversations regarding customers going outside with a beer in their hand.
This sign leaves no ambiguity, and I love it.
Monday, November 20, 2017
It doesnt seem real
We were on another river chasing steelhead when we ran into a friend who immediately said...
"Boggans burned to the ground last night"
When our phones hit cell service the news was all across social media. About 11pm on Saturday night the fire started and the iconic respit of weary travelers, river runners and steelhead junkies went down in flames.
It flat out made me sick and doesnt feel real. There for decades after decades, I myself had been going there for close to 18 years and began my steelhead journey right in that very spot. I caught my first fish just around the corner from there and celebrated with a gigantic milkshake that the cafe was known for.
There's been so many times that we've wearily walked into the cafe before sunrise with it bustling with activity, full of would be anglers amped up on coffee and breakfast from Farrel's grill, waiting to meet their guides for the day. Those morning pulsed with an energy like nowhere else
We've listened to ranchers talk about the cow business. It was the first and only place I saw a real, legit cowboy walk in with sheepskin chaps and real actual spurs connected to his boots
So many shuttles paid for and received from. Metric tons of steelhead and angling stories told.
We all felt Bill an Farrel's time was limited in the canyon as owners and operators of Boggans, but each year would turn and there they were continuing on the hard life of operating the oasis in the middle of nowhere. Bill recovered from his horrific stroke a few years back and his classic sharpness and whit was right where it needed to be. Farrel's smile was always looking back at you from the grill or the register.
Father time just kept marching on and the couple just kept opening their doors
It was like a given as the sun comes up.
That given, that sure thing is now gone.
It doesnt seem real, but it is.
Goodnight Boggans Oasis.