Tuesday, June 20, 2017
I was in the midst of the semi chaos of the getting ready dance that happens in the we hours of the morning when I noticed it.
A small, subtle drawing from my boys on the raft trailer.
It gave me pause, and brought a ear to ear smile to my face. They were still fast asleep in their bunk beds but the message was loud and clear.
It was like they were saying "have a great trip dad" without saying a word.
Thursday, June 15, 2017
And Oregon, and Washington, and Idaho and every other darn state in the Union.
Last week a gentleman made his presence known at a public scoping meeting for the proposed Tintina mine that will impact the world famous Smith River in Montana.
While not the most pc in delivery the man's message was clear.
The public owns the river
While the mining company made up of a consortium of Australian and Canadian interests wants to put a mine into a super sensitive area, we need to remind ourselves that pubic waterways like the Smith are part of the public trust.
It scares me when companies promise that their mine will be safe, considering that just one mess up will scare the resource into perpituity. We need mining, but there are places like Bristol Bay and the Smith that if lost, will never be able to be mitigated back into health
I bet that the mining company behind the Mt Polly disaster also promised that nothing would ever happen there.
So back to the guy who threw a world class rant at the meeting.
While the language isnt the best, understand this man's passion.
Back's against the wall, he went to the nuclear option. The best part of the whole deal, the PR person for the mining company posted the video thinking it would cause a bad reaction for the people that are against the mine
It brought more attention to the bad idea of having a mine in this special place. Thousands shared and commented and whoops, the video was removed from social media.
Thanks to the intrepid folks who are anti mine, the video was saved and reposted
Take a look HERE
It's your fucking river.
and while you're at it, give some love to the Save Our Smith group dedicated to keeping this mine off the river.
Tuesday, June 13, 2017
Sunday, June 11, 2017
Passion for the sport breads great new products in the fly fishing realm, and that's the story behind hte new apparel line from Full Circle Fishing.
I was fortunate to get to know the husband and wife team of Kali and Chris Pezel when they lived in the Northwest and loved them from the moment we first fished together. They've had a dream to create an apparel line that matched their love of the outdoors and fly fishing for a long time. and now it's finally come to fruition
You'll notice a strong commitment to conservation, public land preservation good angling ethic and a bit time sense of humor in their initial offerings
Additionally, Full Circle is donating 5% of each sale to the conservation group or non profit of your choosing.
It's exciting to see someone's dream come to fruition. Hopefully one of their pieces makes its way into your wardrobe soon.
Monday, June 5, 2017
I'd driven by it hundreds of times, and yet it never occurred to me that I should probably fish it.
First casts were rewarded by bluegill after bluegill that made me laugh like a boy again. There's joy in those super aggressive fish that make you feel like you really know what you are doing.
With all the bait around, I had a feeling there were a few big kids running around that pond, having their way and inflicting terror whenever they pleased.
This bucketmouth confirmed it. It engulfed their popper and dove for the weeds and if I've ever been sure my leader was going to pop, it was then.
Somehow he came to hand and after a quick picture, back into the swampy abyss that he calls home
I cant wait to tangle again.
Thursday, June 1, 2017
Take the next 20 minutes and check out the beautiful new piece from the great folks at the Fly Fish Journal, Signs of Life
The story, video and pictures really encapsulates the soul of steelhead fly fishing and at the same time, show's some of the hope that the Skagit and it's tributaries have for wild steelhead recovery
Tuesday, May 30, 2017
After a few hours of staring at the bobber and catching the occasional fish, when you finally see the first smattering of bugs that make the fish loose their minds you get a bit excited.
Then the callibaetis come off in waves and it's on. The rises come at a steady pace but with no predicability as to where so you sit on the pontoon poised and ready to strike.
Some sessions are better than others. Over the years it's as wild as it gets with a fish every cast and others like this year are a bit different. The bugs were there, the fish gave a lackluster effort and really didnt show like normal. The why or why not is the part of the mystery that keeps me going, as if I am trying to solve a riddle who's answer is always a moving target.
I get a feeling that I know what it's like to be a bird dog and catch that first scent of a pheasant, and work it all the way through to the point.
Still 2 hours pass in what feels like 10 minutes. All of a sudden you realize that you havent seen a bug in 15 minutes and the last rise was just as long ago. I finally uncoil the tension and sit back and relax, like I just came up for air after a long deep dive into fishing mania.
After being hyper focused for that time, it's great to look up and see what's around you. In this case, it's a beautiful lake surrounded by miles and miles of public land.
That fact gives me hope that this interaction will continue as long as I keep coming back to this place.
Till the next time when I deliver the cast in a state of bird dog like focus.