Steelhead Camp

Tent Up...Spot Paid for....Now get swimming steelhead, and swim fast!

The inaugural 2009 Grand Ronde Steelface camp is up and ready to go. How did this stroke of genius come to us, well ...

How many times over the past 5 years have OMR, my buddies and I been on the road at 4 am, on the river at 7, fished all day, drive home and crawl into bed at 10pm.

If your answer was a lot, tons, or even better, 10-15 times a fall...then you're correct. Finally, it came to us

Perminent....Steelhead.....Camp



and oh yeah, as a side note...the area has good bird hunting...bonus

This deal is 14x16 of goodness. You could have a dance party for 25 people and still have room for a DJ and his turn tables. So mix in a stove, cotts, tables and vices....good lord is this thing going to rock. I wonder if I can get a keg fridge going, or would that be over the top?

I have anticipated this fall steelhead season like no other. I have been putting my spey rod time in, learning that beast. I've been drooling like the rest of us about the mind boggling #'s crossing Bonneville. Summer, blahh...bring on fall.

So yes, we are a bit early for this river and it's run of steelfaces. But hey, dont call me late!

Lastly, this place needs a name, and that's where you come in. Yes, whomever is reading this blog, I need your help. What shall we call this illustrius place on the Grande Ronde. Suggestions please

Dialing in the Spokane

Dialed in a couple of buddies on my favorite stretch of the Spokane the last two nights

Both caught fish, both got better at the game.




Teaching.....teaching what you know can be so rewarding

Deschutes Trashfish Extravaganza.....

First off.....we were trying...hoping...any other word for wishing our asses off for a steelface encounter.

With that said...

we drank a lot of beer

Ate way to many double burgers

And caught JUST about every type of fish in the Deschutes besides our friend, the summer run Steelhead


Steelie Mike...muggin

There is nothing, I repeat nothing better than the anticipation of driving towards a destination you've been thinking about for weeks. This trip for me was no exception. Loud-ass reggae by Toots and the Maytals blared out of my truck as I made my way down I-84, blatently speeding. I was preparing my lines for the po-po, but thankfully they never threw out the net for me

I had a new spey rod with a cherry just begging to be broken, an open weekend and gas to burn. I bombed out of work on Friday and got down to Deschutes River State Park just past Biggs Junction at 7, with a short window to fish that evening. It felt great to load up the spey pole and bomb some casts out in to the water....even if I have a lot of work to do in my casting stroke

I was more excited for our prospects for Saturday and Sunday as I hooked up with a new friend, Mike , aka...Steelie Mike and his buddy Eric for a float through Macks Canyon



We worked the water hard on Saturday, floating Beavertail to Macks Canyon and I THINK I had a couple of grabs....but mostly I just got better at making my Thomas and Thomas double hander bomb away. Eric brought up a couple of whities. Mike caught this brute



These guys are great. Being completely new to them, the were extremly welcoming and offered tips when they could to help improve and balance out my spey casting.


Whoops...caught a trout

We did start the float on Saturday with over 30 beers.

Ehh, pretty confident that would be enough to last through the day and a few for camping purposes

At the last run...we discovered we had 0 beers..shit

The highlight of my day, drilling and burrying in my hand, a razor sharp Green Butt Skunk. Thankfully, I pinched the barb.

Sunday we worked some runs below Macks until about lunch. Couple more "trash" fish to hand amongst us three and we called it a trip

A HUGE thanks to Mike and Eric for being so helpful and cool ass guys. It was a great, great trip and it has only wet my appetite for the spey game

Lastly, a few other good images from the weekend




Eric rocking his Sage


Swinging away

Big D....here I come

A new river to explore this weekend. I am off to fish the Deschutes for summer run steel trout.

First off, I havent a farking clue where to go and where to camp

Second, I am all by my lonesome

BUT

I am excited as hell. Time to break the cherry on my spey rod

Stare at the red eye

Big Bass. Slamming Mouses.....on top

Full write up coming soon!

Its a major award, its a maaajor award

I cant believe it. Who'd a thunk it. I feel like the dad on "A Christmas Story" when he wins the leg lamp. On a whim, I submitted this picture for June's "Smolt of the Month" on

www.theflyfishjournal.com

and holy shit, I won....fuck yeah!

Their site is awesome, go check it out. I will be staying warmer this fall and winter with a new Cloudviel river armor pullover, the booty for winning this contest

wowsers

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Jesus H....I love brownies, and this video is damn near sex