First up, I want to thank some very generous and thoughtful people. Steelhead fishing is not easy, and these folks have really helped me: Blog readers: Steve, Bobby, Gary Metras and Ben Liang. Friends of the blog: Torrey Collins and Zach St. Amand. The “Human Encyclopedia of Steelhead”: A huge shout out to Dave Machowski,
That First Steelhead
This is a quick post because I had a long drive to the Salmon River and then fished hard for most of the day. It was cold and windy, but I heard it gets even colder and windier. Locals told me that I’ve come at a challenging time, as the steelhead are focused more on
The Big Brown
I’ve been looking for new water. I am targeting quality over quantity. If possible, I want to ping only wild fish. To that end, as I journeyed to the Salmon River, I stopped quite a bit, visiting en route about 12 spots. If one looked fishy, I fished it. If it didn’t, I moved on.
Yes, Doctor Salvelinus Will See You Now….
I suspect that I am not the only one among our readership who has found fly fishing and actively uses it as a form of self-therapy. There is something about how this incredible past-time allows us to connect more deeply, not only with nature, but with ourselves, that makes it truly special. Whether on the