Nicholas’ Signal Light Summer Steelhead Fly

Ok, this is not EXACTLY the original Signal Light steelhead fly pattern. This simplified, sparsely tied fly is one that displays the philosophy of my Steelhead Simplicity Series of flies. These flies are usually a little slimmer, a little sparser than the commercially offered flies. These flies catch summer steelhead. Dependably. Over and over, year after year.

Brace yourself, more of my summer steelhead fly adaptations will follow shortly.

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Nicholas’ Signal Light

Hook: TMC 7999 #6
Butt: Glo Brite Floss, chartreuse and fucsia
Rib: Lagartun small oval silver tinsel
Body: STS Trilobal Dubbin, black
Collar: Whiting Hen Cape, natural black, short
Wing: Moose body, short, sparse

Enjoy!

JN

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Fall Fishing in the Willamette Valley Very Good

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October Caddis, Small Brown Caddis, Blue Winged Olives, Gray Drakes, Short Wing Stoneflies and Mahogany Duns are the key bugs this time of year. Successful nymphs include Tungsten Ice Prince, Possie Bugger and Copper John. For Steelhead try Moal Leaches, Green Butt Silver Hiltons, and Signature Intruders. The entire length of the McKenzie and Willamette Rivers are fishing well. Highlights include the upper McKenzie River for October Caddis and Short Wing Stones. The Willamette from Dexter to Springfield for aggressive Cutthroat and the occasional Steelhead. And the McKenzie below Leaburg for stacked up steelhead. Get out and there and enjoy, the days are getting shorter and shorter. Continue reading

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Mongolia 2011 Fall Taimen Fishing Report

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Matt Ramsey brings us another great report from his Taimen Fishing Season. This was Matt’s 14th season guiding in Mongolia. Amazing stuff Matt thanks for sharing this seasons adventure.

Every season in Mongolia is special and unique. Now, 14 seasons into my continuing affair with this place, its people, and these incredible fish, my connection only deepens with each journey.

The 2011 fall season was no exception. In fact, this year was particularly important for me: for the first time, my wife, Aimee, and our 6-year-old daughter, Haylee Ann joined me in the adventure. Sort of an extreme version of “take-your-daughter-to-work day.” It was cool to show the family around the office for a few weeks.

As this was the fam’s first trip to Mongolia, I took about 7000 great photos. But I promise to keep (mostly) to the fishing. . . Continue reading

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Oregon Coho Crush Poppers!

Imagine this scene: Tillamook Bay, wind gusting to 25 knots. Wind waves and salt spray flying across the boat in sheets, soaking everything – everything. The tidal flow is difficult to measure, because the wind is blowing the boat faster than the tide is running. The skies are grey, with clouds and rain, oh yes, the rain is competing with the salt spray to see which can get you wetter. Wetter? More wet? Soakeder? You get the idea.

Now insert a single hand fly rod, a nine footer, rigged with a floating shooting head and running line. Tie on a fresh from the vise popper, cobbled together less than two weeks ago at the Caddis Fly, early one Monday morning with Chris pointing a video camera at you, fumbling around with your new Gary Krebs Popper Jig, doing your imperfect best to show people how to use the tool and tie poppers.

Now Imagine wild, hot, chrome silvers boiling, chasing, bulging, and sometimes crushing this same popper, stripped across the Bay. A dream come true.

The stories about silvers on the surface in Alaska always intrigued me. I fished nearly a week last fall over good numbers of silvers here in Oregon, with only one jack and a half dozen follows to show for my best efforts. This year, I had planned to fish surface flies and see if I could coax a fish or two out of the Bay.

Well, the results exceeded my wildest dreams. One silver to a popper would have made my season. My companions and I found more than one, on more than one day. These silly poppers catch chrome coho.

They follow the dang things, swirling and boiling under and over the popper. They streak at it from 6 feet away, throwing water, dorsal fin in the air, inhaling that innocent little chugging fly/lure/popper.

A boat load of Echo 3, Edge, and Ion fly rods, rigged with floating lines from 7-10 wt, were kept busy 6 hours straight. The “bite” went on and off, but was on dependably enough to keep us on point every cast. We drifted with the wind, sometimes so fast that it was difficult to keep the popper pushing water . It was pretty difficult to cast anywhere but with the wind. A take was often preceeded by three or more swirls and boils, but sometimes a silver just rushed the popper and ate it, unceremoniously and deliberately.

These silvers are mostly wild fish, the hatchery run has principally moved up river already. They run so fast it is impossible to keep up with them, and one ran at the boat and hit the outboard, leaving scales on the pump and grease on the popper. Screaming fly reels, slack line, and adrenaline – fueled whoops of joy were the stuff of lifetime memories. Was it crowded out on the water? Ha Ha Ha Ha.

Make sure you check the regulations, The coho harvest quota season is over In T – Bay now. But by gosh, I have my sights set on luring a king to the surface this season, and if a few silvers come to Popper in the process, i will send them back on their way. (And as usual, or worse than usual, I managed to soak yet another camera with saltwater. Insert big sigh here.)

Jay Nicholas, October 6, 2011

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Rob and John

Johnny tricked the chief on day three. Like in a dream. We sat on the edge of a flood tide and laughed in the rain for a good long time. Happy October from the Caddis Fly!

Rob Russell, John Geirach

Rob Russell, John Geirach

Rob Russell, John Geirach

Rob Russell, John Geirach

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Save Bristol Bay Road Show: Corvallis, Portland, Seattle

Dwayne Meadows TU’s Bristol Bay Outreach Coordinator wrote up the following:

It’s that time of year when fall fishing invades the brain and we contemplate the bays that are loading with kings and the dry country rivers slowly filling up with steel. But, we’ve got another great fall opportunity for you: the Save Bristol Bay Road Show.

The Save Bristol Bay campaign – working to protect America’s largest wild salmon fishery in Bristol Bay, Alaska – is hitting the road to six cities: Seattle, Portland, Corvallis, San Francisco, Santa Fe and Denver. We’re asking you to join us for a free evening with wild Bristol Bay Salmon bites, local drink, and a screening of the award-winning film ‘Red Gold,’ about the people who rely on the natural riches of Bristol Bay. We’ll have a panel discussion with fishermen, seafood processors and Alaska Natives on how we can move forward to stop Pebble Mine. You might even be lucky enough to win a raffle for some cool gear.

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Up to 60 million wild sockeye salmon return every year to Bristol Bay, and the trophy fishing draws anglers from all over the world. Bristol Bay’s clean waters and vast fisheries are threatened by the Pebble Mine, a proposed copper and gold mine at the headwaters of the largest salmon fishery in the world. Bristol Bay is that special place where you can catch five types of salmon, plus rainbows, Dolly’s, char, northern pike, lake trout and grayling. It is home to a $100 million-a-year sportfishing industry and a $400 million-a-year commercial fishery. In Washington and Oregon alone, fishermen bought over 45,000 Alaska fishing licenses in 2010, and we own more than 900 commercial fishing permits in Bristol Bay.

Covering a footprint of approximately 150 square miles, including an open pit crater more than 1700 feet deep, Pebble Mine will be the largest hard rock mine in North America. With it will come massive ponds with 700-foot high earthen dams to store the waste, bringing all the pollution risks and water consumption that comes with mining at this massive scale.

Protecting Bristol Bay from the Pebble Mine is a Big Issue. In fact, it’s the conservation issue of our time. If we falter here, we will have laid down our rods at the feet of a multi-national corporation with a poor track record of pollution. We will have risked a place that provides 40% of the wild sockeye the world eats. As fishermen we will have accepted that one of the last places that is dam and hatchery-free, with runs averaging 40 million salmon a year, is worth risking.

Well, it’s not worth those risks and we need everyone’s help to protect this special place. So, if you’ve already signed a petition, or made a contribution or friended Save Bristol Bay on Facebook, thank you. Now, please join us at the Save Bristol Bay Road Show stop nearest to you and bring some friends. Remember, it’s free.

For more dates and locations, please visit: www.savebristolbay.org/roadshow

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Half Down Golden Stone Fly Tying Video

In this fly tying video Barrett ties one of our favorite patterns for “hopper dropper” style rigs. The Half Down Golden Stone is a pattern developed by Montana Fly Company. We have modified it a bit to have more hackle, more wing and a straight hook. Our pattern rides higher in the column than the original and will float a size #10 bead head nymph.
The Half Down Golden is one of those patterns that works everywhere. It’s both an imitator and attractor. In the early spring make the body olive and tie the pattern down to a #10 for a Skwala Stone. In Early Summer use the Golden in the video for a traditional Golden Stone and hopper pattern. In fall make the body Orange for an October Caddis.

Half Down Golden Stone

Hook: TMC 5262, 200R or 2302 6-10
Thread: Lagartun 150D
Butt: Black Ice Dub
Tail/Rib: Pearl Krystal Flash
Body/Thorax: Micro Fine Dub Sulphur Orange
Wing: Fly Foam Golden Stone Yellow
Hairwing: Bull Elk
Post: White McFlylon
Hackle: Grizzly Dyed Brown or Brown

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Peter Cadigan caught on film

Peter's Big AK Rainbow

Our beloved Peter Cadigan, the “most polite man in the fly fishing industry” was recently caught on film in Alaska with this 29.5″ Rainbow Trout. Mr. Cadigan has been traveling up to Alaska on a “do it yourself trip” the past few years and we finally have evidence. Nice work Peter!

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October Caddis active on McKenzie and Willamette Rivers

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Fishing October Caddis Patterns like Morrish Foam Body October Caddis and our Half Down Stone with Orange Body has been very good. It never hurts to drop a pupae pattern off of one of the high floating dries, try a Possie Bugger, Prince, or October Phat Ass. Continue reading

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Chinook Curse Broken! But is RR doomed?

Yes, it’s official! A low-level curse which had been dogging my friend for over two years was finally lifted last week. Of course, my friend had no idea he was suffering from a curse. He just figured that salmon didn’t bite flies. In fact, he had convinced himself that Jay and I were flossing chinooks in the open estuary. I tried several times to explain that flossing would be much harder than just waiting for the grab, and I know he wanted to believe. He came down and tried his hand with some diligence, but his 2010 season ended on a sour note. On the last day of the regular season, just as the first big fall storm descended on the coast, he hooked up and fought a dusky hen to the boat, only to find her foul-hooked.

We were supposed to fish again this spring, but he had to postpone due to injury. A freak accident resulted in his casting hand being crushed. That was my first inkling that some black “magick” might be at work. During our email exchange in May, my friend reiterated his sincere doubts that chinook bit flies. “I’m still not convinced, Rob.” I emailed him two recent photos of my flies lodged deep in the throats of spring chinook, and again I knew he was trying to believe. But his doubts consumed him.

Last week we met up for a two-day chinook hunt. He had just returned from an extended fishing trip through Wyoming and was in good spirits. I had just finished up a long, fruitless day of fishing, and my attitude was slipping a little. We camped on the beach that night, and I broached the subject of a possible curse. He was taken aback, until I helped him re-trace his experiences over the last two years.

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“Is there a jilted woman in your recent past who might have cursed you?” I asked. “Maybe she was tired of taking a back seat to your desire for cold, slimy fish?” Trust me, this is a major problem for many fish-wives and fish-girlfriends, and when they finally get cut loose, they can freak out. My buddy Lance had his entire collection of fishing gear, rods, etc. burned in a bonfire INSIDE HIS BOAT!

My friend paused and gave it some real thought.

“Wow. When you put it that way, I know exactly who cursed me!” he said. Now we were getting somewhere. I suggested he keep the details to himself, as I didn’t want to become ensnared myself.

The next morning was spectacular. Thick fog shrouded the estuary, then slowly lifted as the sun warmed the air. It was a day for photographers, and everyone we met on the river commented on the tranquil beauty around us.

I positioned the boat in a favorite swinging tailout on a gentle out-going tide. Fish started showing immediately, including some mint-bright monsters. I expected something to happen. My friend made his hundredth cast into a woody little cove near the shoreline, then let the fly swing out into the channel, adding some quick strips of line to activate his flashy fly.

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After just a few seconds, his line went tight, and this time it was not a piece of wood. His rod bucked hard, and the game was on. A strong, chrome hen fought him for a good long time. When most fish would have quit, she refused to roll over on her side. She swam slow, strong circles around the boat, requiring me to row with one arm and ready the net with the other. She made several moves toward me that begged me to scoop, but I knew what she was up to. I waited for the right moment, agonizing over the very real possibility that she would throw the hook before I could get her. Finally, she came to the bag.

I hoisted the gorgeous chinook into the boat, asking my friend to inspect the hook for signs of flossing. His fly was lodged squarely inside the upper jaw, and the wound was bleeding heavily. We dispatched her with deep thanks and reverence, and let her bleed out in the net.

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My friend turned to me and delivered his verdict, “Well…I’m convinced!” We laughed and cracked a breakfast beer in celebration, washing away all vestiges of the foul curse.

I wish I could say that the story stopped right there, but I’m not so sure. You see, I ended my three-day weekend without a grab, even though I was surrounded by bright fish. Everyone around me caught fish. Some folks had banner days. As I reeled in my line in the growing dark, I couldn’t help but wonder whether my amateur attempt at breaking a curse had, in fact, backfired. Could it be that I was now the target?

-RR

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Fly Fishing for False Albacore on Montauk

East Coast report from Capt. Nate:

We met Captain Ken to help move his boat from New Jersey to “The End” Montuak… 2 tons of boat maneuvering through the most densely populated city in the US one could imagine tensions were high. Not to mention the trek was over 150 miles.

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Montuak is mecca for salt water anglers in the Northeast. These are the fabled stomping grounds of Capt. Frank Mundus, home of the best guides and chowder in the area, and geographically positioned as the perfect intercept point for numerous marine species. In other words it is worth the effort!

False Albacore were abundant as we racked up double digit numbers on flies. Falsies average at or under 10 pounds, but feed at 20kts, and can achieve speeds in excess of 40mph.

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Oh… and if you look at the size of that eye they won’t hit just anything! You can have fish blowing up all around you, but if you have over 15lb fluorocarbon on you won’t get bit! When you do actually hook one it is kind of like hooking a motorcycle. You begin to wonder if 200 yards of backing is enough for a ten pound fish! The flies are smaller angel hair baitfish and 9 and 10wts with clear intermediate line will get it done.

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We even caught a porgie!

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Fourth Annual McKenzie River Two-Fly Tournament Results

Last weekend The Caddis Fly Shop hosted the fourth annual McKenzie River Two-Fly Tournament.

It started Friday night, with a group of anglers, conservationists, and family gathering around a fly shop, buzzing with fishing chatter and local Ninkasi beer on tap. Mazzi’s portable woodfire pizza oven in the parking lot, kids piling ripe local tomatoes and basil on fresh tossed dough.

McKenzie River Two Fly Tournament

A warm night, we sat outside and listened to Joe Moll, Executive Director of McKenzie River Trust talk about the work that organization was doing. Good work, taking care of the land around our river and putting it back into the floodplain, repairing broken, nearly invisible systems that are integral to the river’s survival into the coming decades.

McKenzie River Two Fly Tournament

Chris explained the rules, to a largely repeat audience: Pick two flies. Take photos of them, don’t lose them. Fish 9am to 5pm. Guides are judges, tape your biggest fish and take a digital snapshot. Your three biggest fish might add up to a win.

The guides had sacrificed a day’s pay in the best part of the year to give to the Trust, and they joked with clients, ribbed each other, plotted strategies, picked through the fly bins.

I’d pulled Rob Russell into the tournament as my partner on short notice , after a tweaked back had knocked him off his usual chinook program. We drew our guide: Capt. Lou Verdugo – Team Beast. Lou had won the very first McKenzie Two Fly Tournament, and had been looking to reclaim his crown ever since.

McKenzie River Two Fly Tournament

McKenzie River Two Fly Tournament

The next morning, we met Lou at the Bellinger Boat Ramp. The plan: Run this short productive stretch of McKenzie River twice, once fresh in the morning, once with the shadows on the water. I knew this run well, mostly from spring fishing and thought it was an excellent call. The lower river had put out the biggest tournament win ever – 54 inches a few years back, Jeff Carr’s team hauling in 20, 18 and 16-inch wild redsides. You know you’ve likely won when the fish hangs over both sides of the official ODFW trout ruler.

Rob and I picked our flies on the drive. I’d tied two special possie buggers, one size 12 with black UV ice dub at the head, one size 8 with red wire ribbing and tungsten bead. Both had been tied the night before with extra whip finishes and Zap-a-Gap at every step. Rob settled on a small prince nymph, and a huge buggy thing that looked like a possie-megaprince hybrid. We knew bankers hours on the lower river would be a down and dirty game.

Lou rowed us out into the muggy bottomland of the McKenzie, a cottonwood and invasive vine jungle lining the banks. The first few fish were wild, small but pretty redsides. Then Lou pointed out a side channel with a deep green slot near fast water, accessible by wading only. First cast, the biggest fish of the day pounded the small possie bugger, and didn’t have anywhere to go. I fought it in the small pool till it tired, netted it and taped it out at 16-inches.

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Rob caught a hatchery trout that had drifted down from the put-and-take section upriver, and he cleaned it for dinner. The fish was full of October Caddis, big orangey bug-bits mixed up in its gut. We ate greasy beautiful smoked Fall chinook, one of Rob’s first of the year, and enjoyed late summer conditions, cans of beer sweating on the line deck.

McKenzie River Two Fly Tournament

We finished the run at Hayden Bridge, just below the rapid, plumbing the swirling, deep pools for the tournament winning fish. No luck. We ate the excellent sandwiches Shauna made, and pulled out and shuttled for round-two.

McKenzie River Two Fly Tournament

On the afternoon drift, we found a few more fish, but nothing to put us over the 40-inch mark on our total, so we headed back to town to hear from the winners.

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Special Thanks to all of the guides: Chris Daughters, Barrett Christiansen, Matt O’Neil, Ty Holloway, Clay Holloway, Karl Mueller, Mike Reardon, and Lou Verdugo.

Final Results:
-Joan McCreery and Darlene Dolby won the tournament with 46 ¾” on the Middle Fork Willamette, Ty Holloway Guide.
-Andy McWilliams and Randy Dersham came in second with 46 ½” on the Upper McKenzie, Mike Reardon Guide.
-Chet Croco and Joe Palanuk took third with 45” on the Upper McKenzie with Karl Mueller, guide.

One steelhead hooked and lost, one broken Oar, 2 broken rods, nobody injured. All had a good time.

First prize is a stay at, Wild Billy Lake. The second prize winners will take home two Echo Ion reels, lines, leaders, hats and Frisbees and the third prize winners will receive hundred dollar gift certificates to The Caddis Fly Shop.

Special thanks to Trout Unlimited Chapter 678 for their support of this event.
-MS

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Plummeting Steelhead Nymph Fly Tying Video

Prime Steelhead season has arrived in the Pacific Northwest. While we love to swing and skate flies for Steelhead, there are times when necessity calls and nymphing for them can be very effective. In this video Barrett demonstrates how to tie a “buggy”, “rubbery”, nymph with Hareline’s newest heavy bead, the Rainbow Hued Plummeting Tungsten Bead. We have expanded our bead collection of late and the Rainbow Bead is one of the many colored offerings.

This fly is effective on the Rogue, Deschutes, McKenzie and Willamette. Fish it “nymph style” under a Thingamabobber and couple it with an egg pattern when spawning Chinook Salmon are present.

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Plummeting Steelhead Nymph

Hook: TMC 5263, 2457 or Daiichi 1720
Bead: Rainbow Hued Plummeting Tungsten
Thread: Lagartun 150D
Antennae: Fine Grizzly Rubber Legs
Tail: Fine Grizzly Rubber Legs
Rib: Med Ultra Wire
Body: Ice Dub Black Peacock
Wing: UV Chewee Skin UV Black
Thorax: UV Purple Ice Dub
Legs: Fine Grizzly Rubber legs

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Fishy Friday Links around the interwebs

Tons of crazy content out there on the Web. Everybody seems to be shaking off the summer doldrums and posting awesome stuff. Here’s a bunch of it, in no particular order.

After two years inactivity, the Felt Soul Media blog is back and active. They guys are working on a new film called “Amend” about the nation-wide movement behind the removal of dams and the push to restore spawning grounds for native sea run fish. See a good piece on the Elwah here. Sad bit about the Elwah, steelhead hatchery programs are causing a potential issue.


Steelie Mike presents
— Ling Cod eating a halibut!

Oregon Steelhead guide and NFS River Steward Mia Sheppard took a job with the Teddy Roosevelt Conservation Partnership. Speaking of the NFS, check out photos and writeup from Fishkamp, who went on a Macroinvertebrate Survey on the Salmonberry with NFS River Steward Ian Fergusson.

Chucking Line and Chasing Tail posted some nice summer steelhead porn from the Clearwater. Bill Bakke wrote a great blog post analyzing the institutional roadblocks ODFW uses to maintain the status quo. And Jason Borger is partnering up with Jeff Kennedy to draw a fish every week on his blog. Looks awesome, check it out here.

Also, lots of new video trailers out there, including one from MOTIV (former members of AEG media), Confluence Films, and a Cape Cod striper thing we found on Moldy Chum.

GEOFISH TRAILER 3min from MOTIV FISHING on Vimeo.

Cape Cod flyfishing- video postcard from Don Himsel on Vimeo.

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September Fly Fishing In BC

There’s bears in them-thar Hills! Yup. September 2011 found me on an adventure steelhead fishing in BC. Amazing. Completely unexpected. A passport purchased months ago for a not-to-be late spring trip came in handy when I found myself with two days to get airfare, pack, and just go. If not for that on-hand passport, this trip would not have been possible.

September is a time when Grizzly bears hunt the same King salmon that Rob and I had hoped to catch in July. Bear tracks are not common, but common enough to let us know that they are around the rivers where we now fish for summer steelhead.

I had the privilege of swinging flies through steelhead runs that were hundreds of yards long. Step in at the head of a run, cast, swing, step, and cast again. It was an amazing experience to find steelhead holding water quite that expansive.

No, the fish were not thick as fleas on a hound dog’s back. No, every run did not produce a grab. But yes, it was instantly electrifying and calming to be able to fish this kind of water. Many of the runs were 3-5 feet deep, smooth flows over gravel groves and studded with fish magnet boulders.

And yes, I fell in and ruined yet another camera, but managed to save a few photos from a hastily removed camera card.

Campfire lunches and tin-can coffee were a most excellent way to relax mid-day and prepare for stepping back into the waters for the afternoon.

And yes, there were a few steelhead kind enough to grace me with a pull, a tug, or a solid yank. These are remarkable wild fish; but no more remarkable than our wild North Umpqua, Rogue, Deschutes, or John Day summer steelhead, save for the magnitude of the mountains surrounding the BC rivers.

More to follow on my northern steelhead adventures; and a few photos saved from a soggy camera card.

Jay Nicholas
September 15, 2011

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