It's been a weird summer thus far, weather wise anyways. The North just about blew out at one point and the air-temps have been very mild. The fishing has stayed pretty consistant, fish hard, cover a lot of water and you'll find some.
The ever-beautiful North Umpqua.
We've seen some spectacular rises, chases, runs, cartwheels, leaps and one lost scandi head and a lot of running line and backing. The fish have been on the extra hot side this year.
Jim Ansite admiring a pretty buck that jumped more times to count.
It's crazy how, looking back at these photos brings me back to that exact moment and I can remember every little detail of what happened.
Tim Filice with his first dry fly steelhead. The smile says it all, he was pumped.
The out-of-the-blue, water-clearing rise of a steelhead is my favorite, Tim got all that on his first and he didn't jerk, awesome Tim. Congrats.
Grease
That's the stuff...
The man, the myth, the dude himself, KC Biehn. Blurry but had to put KC up, just about dark and this buck hit the muddler so hard just about ripped the "Golden Bear " outta KC's hand.
Chris Marto with a scrappy hen that dug a muddler, she had one of the coolest jumps of the year. Don't jerk Chris, ha.
Deschutes time = Fun-time. Evan Unti sliding an early wild hen in.
The definition of fishing till dark, that's the moon.
Though it's been a weird and wild one, everything seems to be settling down and getting back to normal, no complaints on my end.
12 miles of washboard dirt road and a 4 mile hike brought me to these...
Witching hour
Cheers,
Rich