We drove to Twisp for Thanksgiving/Steelheading. Mostly for the fishing. The first stop is George’s Bakery in North Bend.
Along the way, the weather was wet, but not too bad. In fact this helicopter had no problem moving logs around the interstate.
The first night, we stayed at the Twisp River Inn. It is right on the Twisp River which is currently closed to fishing.
They make breakfast with potatoes from the root cellar, eggs from the chickens in the backyard, and cheese from the goat farm next door.
Thanksgiving day, we drove to Carlton and fished a few very fishy looking runs.
That night, we stayed at a friends house. Everyone seems to have horses and dogs. There were as many dogs as people at Thanksgiving. The cats probably felt a bit like the natives during the original Thanksgiving.
The next day we fished a few more fishy looking runs. Walking speed water, deep enough to hold fish, but not too deep so the fly can’t get down there.
We didn’t catch anything, but neither did anyone else I talked to. The hunt continues. Maybe I am being optimistic, but when I have to bonk a hatchery fish, I am going to make a Gyotaku print of it.