New Currents, Outdoors (NCO) 2013 Expedition from Soul River on Vimeo.
Growing up, I was a lucky kid. The outdoors was always a part of my life. Always.
I feel asleep to the hunting and fishing stories of my father and spent hours casting Mepps spinners off the dock at our lake cabin.
Not having that would feel like I was missing my identity.
Thus it brings us to New Currents Outdoors and the work they're doing to bring inner city youth of Portland to the river and the woods to show them a different view of the world through the lense of outdoor recreation.
Along with that, they also bring returning military veterans to the outdoors as part of the healing process and return to normal life.
This is the most interesting and worthwhile project I have seen in a long time. Watch the video and see how these kids are just fired up about the adventure and how the military vets and support staff beam with pride about being part of this great program
Enjoy, and like New Currents Outdoors on FB to learn more about upcoming projects and initiatives.
Thursday, August 29, 2013
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Here Pink, Pink, Pinky...
Why the hell anyone would disregard pink salmon as a gamefish is beyond me.
2011 was my first experience with the pink salmon run that descends on the Puget Sound in the odd number year rotation. Anywhere on the west coast, late summer and fall means salmon season and the frenzy it creates amongst fishermen and women is really something that should be experienced.
People lined the popular beaches hoping to intercept the schools of pinks and or coho whilst boats buzzed around the Sound with the hopes of getting to where the beach anglers couldn't. The embodiment of stress and anxiety of the whole thing can be seen at the boat launches where the line to launch grows by the minute in the predawn morning. Lord help the guy who's not a proficient back up artist and delays the whole racket. Many a fight have happened on the boat ramp in salmon season unfortunately
Spending the day with Dave McCoy of Emerald Water Anglers and Dylan Rose of Flywater Travel was a crash course in the mechanics of salmon fishing. Long stretches of inactivity followed by some of the most frenetic fishing I have ever been a part of. Once we found a back bay in the South Sound where pod after pod of pinks cruised by, it was on like I have never seen fishing on. Double after double, after double.
This weekend, we go back to the coast in search of salmon and I cant wait. Fire up the smoker, it's time to fill it up with pinks.
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Labels: Dave McCoy, Dylan Rose, Pink Salmon, Puget Sound
Friday, August 23, 2013
Fishing Through Fatherhood....
That's it...the raft is full now.
I find it the ultimate joy, two boys to raise up and share our family's love of the outdoors, and especially fly fishing.
Right now, my fishing schedule is on the back burner. More filling sippy cups and changing diapers than dropping the loop and coming up fast to a line burning steelhead.
Alas, Big C, the older boy is showing that the fishing gene hasn't missed a generation.
Steelhead season is upon us. Soon we'll have to combine my too loves. Until then, it's dawn patrol early mornings and savoring the days that I can get away and swing a fly.
Fishing through fatherhood....awesome, challenging but extremely rewarding.
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Labels: Big C, Fatherhood, Finding time., M Squared
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
A Cut Wheat Field....
You go through summer and after about the 15th 90 degree day it starts to feel like it's never going to end. People bitch when it's not summer yet, and then the heat drives us to bitch that we've had too much of it.
In the peak of the dog days of summer, the first signal of the impending sweet spot of the year is a cut wheat field. The green stalks of winter wheat have morphed to gold and the combines that roll up and down the rolling wheat fields of Eastern Washington to me are better than any weather forecaster in predicting what's coming.
Steelhead are arriving in a trickle and hopefully soon in a flood. The scent of pheasants, chuckar and quail will soon be in our dogs noises. Bucks begin to shed their velvet. A little football doesn't hurt either.
Yes, the cut wheat field is a beautiful sight around town and in the rolling hills of the Palouse. It signals to me my favorite time of year.
Get our there and have some fun.
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Friday, August 16, 2013
OMR Rings The Bell...
OMR kicks off his 2013 steelhead season with this little guy. No matter the size, it's always a spectacular feeling to get on the board and get the monkey off your back.
Dryline season is awesome.
Labels: Clearwater, OMR, Steelhead
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
MFC Iphone 4 Snap Cover Giveaway...
I recently upgraded to the fancy shmancy Iphone 5....and this guy wont fit my phone. The good people at MFC sent me this cover a while back and was waiting to put it on (already had another MFC snap cover...they're awesome) when the phone broke.
So it's time for a little contest. We'll make it simple, just a little hunting and pecking around on the Montana Fly Co's web site and the answers will be right there for you
Here's the 5 question scavenger hunt.
1. What two/three apple products does MFC offer covers for?
2. How many different styles of Iphone 4 covers are listed on their web site
3. What town is MFC based out of
4. How many Washington retailers are listed on the map of retailers on the MFC site?
5. Who's the artist of this Iphone 4 cover?
Send your entries to jmills81 at hotmail dot com
Send your entries to jmills81 at hotmail dot com
Deadline for entry is this Sunday, August 18th at Midnight. Winner will be drawn by random number generator in order of correct entries that are received before the deadline
Have fun getting to know a great company and good luck!!
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Labels: contests, Montan Fly Co, technology baby!
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Yukon Makes Me Miss Montana...
Its been a bit too long since I've wet a line in Montana. Kids and Steelhead have a lot to do with it but this fall, I may have to sneak away for a bit and remember how amazing a place it is.
Enjoy the video from Yukon Goes Fishing
Monday, August 12, 2013
Steelhead are Awesome...
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Friday, August 9, 2013
Terrible picture, I know. The story is about mechanics. As in how the hell does a whitefish put that hook in that mouth. Mega advanced geometry if you ask me.
Standing in one of the fishiest runs in the entire lower river, I get the telltale sign that every steelhead fisherman is looking for.
Pluck, pluck, pluck...(oh shit, we got a player) pluck....(drop the loop)
Line comes tight....( yes, the fish is still there)
Slight lift of the rod (here we go!)
Wait, not enough umpf to this (WTF, a whitey?)
The fish got me good. Got my heart going, subjected me to a bit of ridicule from fellow fishermen.
Damn, it almost was...SNIPER!!
Posted by Millsy at 5:34 AM 2 comments:
Labels: Anti Steelhead, Clearwater River, Sniper Whitefish
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
Oh Crap, I Caught One...
Maybe it would have been better to not catch one so darn early this year. Setting the expectation of catching a white unicorn from here on out is going to be rough.
The Clearwater has done this to me before. I went 5 days between action the last time I caught a fish so early.
Bye bye trout gear, see you in the spring. I've had a great time with the tiny bugs but it's time to dive into that time of year. Dryline time on the big river is as special as it gets.
While not the biggest steelhead ever, she was as perfect of a wild specimen as I've seen and gave a pretty nice battle for a fish it's size.
As she swam away, the guys I was fishing with looked at me and in unison, asked how that felt?
It's the best way to describe the first steelhead of the 2013 season
Photo credit to the guy who puts out this awesome online mag for swanging flies.
Posted by Millsy at 6:13 AM 3 comments:
Labels: Clearwater, Dryline, Spray Pole, Steelhead
Friday, August 2, 2013
A Season's Start....
Sunday, we crack open the lid on the 2013 summer run steelhead season
From the moment I put my spray poles away after winter run season to the moment my boots hit the water this coming Sunday, steelhead occupy a gigantic portion of my brain.
It could be an exercise in futility but there's just enough fish coming over the last dam to make the diehards salivate and most others say, "eh, I can wait"
In tearing off the cover of this year's season, it's a bit like waiting upstairs on Christmas morning and waiting till your parents say it's time to open presents.
So Sunday night, I dont think I'll sleep much. Instead of sugarplums, I'll have steelhead dancing in my head.
Posted by Millsy at 6:56 AM No comments:
Labels: Clearwater River, Lets GO!, Steelhead Season
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