Friday, July 27, 2012

Friday Flashback

This weeks Friday Flashback is from the lower Yakima canyon.  On another one of mine and Stephen's unsuccessful trout fishing days, we caught this small bow and Stephen couldn't even crack half of a smile.  I do remember this fish ate a streamer that Stephen brought back from Sun Valley that we thought would hammer fish on the Yakima, and I think this is the only fish we ever got to eat it.  Thankfully Stephen and I have much better mojo fishing together for steelhead.

Friday, July 20, 2012

Friday Flashback

That Gore-tex cowboy hat should look familiar, and will make at least one more appearance on friday flashbacks.  This day Chou and I fished the Snoqualmie, caught a couple tiny fish, and I douched the first digital camera I ever had (which dried out and lasted another couple years).  Hopefully we will get together and fish this fall, because it has been a while, but hopefully its not on the Snoqualmie.

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Nice Bow

My wife Ke'lah doing work

One of the benefits of being married to a fishing guide is the few days in the summer you get to go fishing together the fish tend to cooperate.  This hasn't quite been the case for us this summer, but Ke'lah did find this nice bow on an evening float last week.

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Non-Traditional Fishing Dog: Cheyenne

Cheyenne thinking "Don't get that spey rod too close to me"
For this installment of non-traditional fishing dog we have Cheyenne from Seattle.  Cheyenne, a mix of Rhodesian ridgeback, red heeler and visla, accompanies chuck when he stands in one of the S-rivers for some casting practice.  From talking with Chuck, Cheyenne gets to see a lot of the Northwest while they tour from the OP to the Deschutes and everything in between.  Thanks for the submission Chuck, stickers are on their way!

If you have a non-traditional fishing dog, please submit a picture and info to, and I'll throw it on the blog and ship you some stickers!

Friday, July 13, 2012

Friday Flashback

Little late in the day for a friday post, but had to get up this oldie.  I don't even remember where we were fishing, or why we took a picture of a fish this size.  Shawn and Katie are rolling out tomorrow a.m. and will likely have some fish pics with browns that could eat this little yak fish.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Favorite Flies: Iron Sally

Iron Sally, right where she is supposed to be.

They showed up a little early this year with the low warm water we have been having, but the Yellow Sally is always a welcome bug to the local rivers.  As a stone that swims to the surface to hatch rater than crawl to the bank, trout get keyed up on the nymph version as soon as you start seeing the adults.  In fact the general consensus around the guys I fish with is that the sally nymphs taste so much better than the dry that they don't bother eating the fly off the surface (atleast not as often as they should).  When sally's start popping, the Morrish's Iron Sally from Idylwilde is the first pattern I tie on, and often don't fish much else.  It has a tung bead, wire body, and small flashy legs that mimic movement and entice trout.  And if you are familiar with Ken Morrish's bugs you know that they all crush. Next time you feel those little yellow stones crawling on your neck, tie on the Iron Sally, you'll be glad you did.
Morrish's Iron Sally.

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Yak Throwback

Been a while since I've got one of these, Yakima River Cutthroat
This past week I got to take some time out of the 406 and get back to the old stomping grounds of the Kittitas Valley.  Good friend Scott W. was getting married, so we took an extended break with friends and family, followed up by a great celebration at the Wilson nuptials.  During this break I was able to get out on the Yakima with good friends and exceptional Yakima guides, Jeff Brazda and Keith Wersland.  These two have been guiding the Yakima for as long as any other guide currently working on the Yak.  I spent 5 years guiding the Yakima with these two, and it has been 5 years since I fished the Yakima, and certainly longer since the three of us fished together.
Brazda getting some bugs ready.
 We floated one of my favorite stretches on the Yak, Bristol to Green Bridge, and had what I remembered as typical Yakima fishing.  The little fish bite was good, and we had just enough good ones around to keep it interesting (without staring at the bobber).  It certainly took a little time to adjust from the smash of a brown trout to the elegant sip of a cutthroat.
Constant laughs with an old friend.
Aside from the fishing it was great to see the family, relax by the pool, and have the chance to get out and enjoy the heat that has been scorching the northwest.
Sunset over the Kittitas Valley.