Sunday, December 27, 2009
Man Crafting...Marabou Steelhead Edition....
Winter tying season's in full swing. I have found a new love
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Step One in Making Yourself Feel Small...
Go Swing the Snake River
When the you think you're hot shit....go post up in the Snake with your spey pole and you soon realize, you're but a small spec of dust on the globe.
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Need Vs Want......
In the case of Old Man River, my father, the lines are horribly blurred
Recently he was forced to make a critical choice of two items
One—a much needed hearing aid
Or Two—his dream 4 weight fly rod set up, a Winston b2x 8’6 thing of fly fishing perfection. Exactly what he NEEDs to make beautiful dry fly presentations to waiting cutthroats on the St Joe river in northern Idaho.
To say my dad is hard of hearing is an understatement. Try issuing directions to Old Man river from the front of a drift boat as you fly down rapids on the Grande Ronde River in your drift boat .
When you play pinball off a few rocks…you understand he might not have heard you say HARD LEFT when you needed to. Our boat has paid that price a few times
So, hearing aid, new fly rod, hearing aid…new fly rod….what to choose?
I can assure you he made the right decision for the item he really needed.
That 4 weight Winston lays out line beautifully.
He still can’t hear you when you tell him to set the hook.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Craft Stores...not just for bead freaks
So where did I find myself this weekend in search of undiscovered fly tying materials
The craft store.
The only word that sums up this experience …awkward
Right now it’s tying season. Time to restock our respective boxes, dream up new fly designs and in turn, find new materials could, just maybe, become the key ingredient in a new fly pattern that becomes the “it “ fly.
Now imagine this, all six eight and 260 of me, wandering down the isles of a local crafting store, looking for new materials that might make the wings of a stonefly new catch more light or create a better water silhouette , trying my best to look inconspicuous amongst the walls of sewing patterns, blankets materials and craft store aficionados. I felt like I was in a foreign land
You should have seen the blank stare of the sales associate as I tried to explain that I was looking for 6mm beads to include on a new idea I had for a steelhead nymph. By her reaction you would have though I asked for a stack free hundred dollar bills.
No lady, I’m not crazy, I’m just a fishing geek, expanding my horizons…..
Sunday, December 13, 2009
In lieu of logo-ing the Truck....
Why waste a ton of mulah getting your truck all logo'd up. Just use the ice that forms on your window when your driving out to fish and the thermometer reads 8 degrees.
I think I've officially lost it.
Friday, December 11, 2009
Once...there was a man cave
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
One of my favorite shots...evaaahhh
Well, this picture sums up why I fly fish. If I have to explain, you just dont get it
Taken by yours truely on the Owyhee River. If you can name me the angler in the shot, I will send you a dozen flies, free o charge. First person who gets it right wins...
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Late Season Success
Nothings better when well laid plans come to fruition.
With terrible bird numbers in our local areas west of Spokane, we ventured south to our Snake River ground we have access on. I was accompanied by Rookie Brian and the energizer bunny of dads, OMR
It was bitterly cold, but the pleasant bite of the day made for great hunting conditions and good sent for the dogs. It's true that steelhead have my heart but a great day afield can do the same for my soul as day chasing steel.
Rookie Brian had a hell of a day. Being his second time out ever for Pheasants, he's learning the game on the fly. He connected on a beautiful passing shot on a fast flying ringneck for his first pheasant ever. What a pleasure it was to be a part of that special moment
I am having more fun this year bringing new people in the outdoors, and Brian is tops on that list. He's having a season to remember. Just last week he bagged his first buck with a bow, and now he's crossed pheasants off his list. I just hope to put him on few steelfaces before this season is behind us
OMR and Brian then teamed up on the second bird of the day and I rounded out the day with this bird, pictured above. I was a proud dog owner when Murphy caught the scent, and flushed this rooster up in between Brian and I. Two quick shots dispatched the bird and Murphy beelined for the downed rooster and brought it right back to us. Freaking Golden Moment (FGM) for the Murphster.
And yet again it was another day I was fortunate to spend afield with my best friend...OMR
What a day it was....
Friday, December 4, 2009
You know what's pretty coo...??
They work! Congrats Mr Eric on a great job recently on the Methow.
That fly sticking out of it's beak looks pretty familiar
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Hoping for a repeat
Cause a day like the one we had above a few years ago doesnt happen very often.
We'll have our walking boots on this Saturday. And quess what their made for....
Chasing you Mr Pheasant, chasing YOU!
Friday, November 27, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
The River Still Hasnt Gone To Bed
This literary work of perfection still rings true.
I have always heard of the names.
A River Never Sleeps
Roderick L. Haig-Brown
And finally I found a copy to dive into. Here it is, almost 2010 and this book written in 1944 feels like it was written just a few years ago. Take away historical references of time, wars and lands afar...it feels like you can stand next to Haig-Brown in the Campbell as he works his flies down and across
The artwork in this classic doesn't leave anything to be desired.
If you havent found yourself drawn into a copy yet...Do it!
Monday, November 16, 2009
Sequence of Events
Another glorious weekend on the Grand Ronde. Swinging for summers is almost done, water temps are hitting the high thirties during the day. But, everything aligned for a beautiful Saturday. Zero crowds; our favorite water was devoid of people. It allowed a father and son a rare opportunity of fishing holy water at a comfortable pace, and to share that experience with the canyons of my favorite steelhead water.
A few on the swang, a few on the bobber, including this flat top destined for the smoker.
As we climbed out of the canyon, we were given this shot of god's splendor
I think we will be back
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Cast of Characters Vol 3-- Superguide
Interweb followers, meet my buddy, the guide of guides. Joe W.
A small story to explain how I met Joe. One night Joe, his beautiful GF and I went out for barley sodas and Ke'lah inquired about how Joe and I met.
Joe and I, in unison...sheepishly..."the internet"
Yes, we met on a fly fishing chat board. How modern eh?
Besides being a member of the fish obsessed tribe, Joe can also claim membership in the large human club. When he and I hit the rivers, at least we can intimidate the fish with our collective size.
Guiding for the better part of a decade, Joe can be found especially keyed in where the steelfaces are running hot. Summer time finds him in Montana, throwing the big bugs and scoring ridiculously big fish for his clients. Like this one
Seriously, fishing with this guy only makes me better. Its like when you're 10 years old and you go play hoops with the kids in Jr High. Playing out of your league forces you to raise your game.
You kind of have to step back and just watch how artful and skillful he is with a fly rod, especially a spey rod.
This isnt the first time he's interweb-famous. Take a peek at this story from the Fly Fish Chick
So here's to you Joe. Cant wait to fish with you again!
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Cast of Characters Vol 2--Wonder Boy
Equally adapt at crushing lips with a 3 weight tipped with a midge as he is swanging a narly loop leach, the man is a fish catching machine
Usually...he out fishes us. Bastard!
And ladies...he's single....
So if you make it to the Spokane Valley, make sure to poke your nose into the Silver Bow Fly Shop and say hello to "Wonder Boy"
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Cast Of Characters......Bo
The people I hunt and fish with are a funny bunch. Those of you who read this are well versed about OMR, but now its time to introduce the circle of friends that make up my world
First up, Bo.
Crazy driven by steelhead. He's the perfect guy to share a beer or pitcher or four pitchers together with as you discuss the merits of line speed in spey casting and all the dreams he's had in the last week. Depending on the day, he'll have a new invention in which to make his fishing life easier
Capable of throwing tight loops and ripping lots of lip
Steelhead, beware of this man.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Munny's first Pheasant Hunt
I took my buddy Brian on his first pheasant hunt today. He had to slog through the hunters ed class at 29 years old, listening to 12 year old display vast and deep knowledge of the hunting arts so he could come along and chase birds with Murphy and me.
Today, I wish I could say was full of birds. But alas, the pheasants weren't that cooperative. It feels to me that this years hatch sucked royally and bird numbers suffered. That's ok to me, I just have to steelhead fish more
But.....I think Brian had a good time
I might have ran him into the ground a bit....
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Images from the Methow
Fall was in it's full glory this weekend on the Methow. Everything clicked. The fish ate, ate and ate some more. PBR has officially been crowned as my steelhead beer of choice. The Million Dollar run continues to produce and catching fish on the first cast of a trip finally wasn't a kiss of death.
The highlight of the weekend. Watching my buddy Chris hook into a monster, and after the battle.....he shook like a leaf with buck fever. All I could do was smile