Last #summer we took a trip to Montana. We stopped in Idaho along the way. The cutthroat trout were hungry until we saw giant submarine like chinook salmon swimming by. All the other fish hid as these giant, dark, spawning beasts returned to the hatchery nearby. I threw a few flies over their head but they were not interested in my offering. It was amazing to see these # fish hundreds of miles from the ocean. It took us a long time to drive to our destination, I cannot imagine what the salmon had to go through. At the end of the day, we had wine from WallaWalla and food cooked on our campfire. What more do you want?
Fly fishing the Yakima River is such a standard activity for any fly angler living in Seattle. The caddis were abundant and the small cutthroat trout eagerly try to devour anything floating over their head. Derek, Jason, and I spent a hot day floating downstream occasionally catching fish and mostly solving life’s problems. It was what a good day of fishing should consist of.
Nursing school starts in a couple of weeks. (I am only mildly freaking out.) We needed one last vacation before things get serious. We packed up the car and headed East.
Lando and I enjoying tea at our campsite in Idaho. The Lochsa River was only steps from the tent.Amanda slaying cutties in the rain. We stopped in Walla Walla on the way. We heard the fruit is delectable.
Amanda even let me catch a couple of fish. This was one of my favorites. He took a Rory made fly after a long cast.There was more than just fish when we made it to Missoula. Amanda with her humpy.
Fishing 5 days a week is fantastic. Especially when it is 5 different environments. This is Kopachuck at low tide fishing for sea run cutthroat trout. That little speck in the water is my buddy James. He took my canoe over to that island in the distance and allegedly caught a big one on his first cast. I also got to float the Snoqualmie with Derek and Skip. It was a great day of discussing what is important in life. Derek let loose a little secret about the “Upper Deck”. Not the kind where you poop in the reservoir of a toilet. But this place was a beautiful place to fish with nobody around. I even got a little bit of steelheading in with a couple of guys from the shop. 5 of 5 will be after work today. It is light until past 9pm these days so us fishing junkies can still scratch the itch after work. We are also putting together an online magazine that will be released soon!
I love carp fishing. I haven’t had much success since moving to Seattle in landing any of them. Orvis helped sponsor a fun carp fishing tournament called, Carpocalypse. Being an employee, I
didn’t actually try wasn’t eligible for any prizes. But who cares about the killer prizes?! It is a part of the state that I haven’t been to, so I was down for an adventure. I packed up the dog and we set off four hours to Banks Lake. We passed through the town of George, Washington. That always makes me giggle.
There is camping at the lake, but we decided to make it a one day trip. The people in the picture below seemed to find a lonely camp site at the end of the road.Mr. Miyawaki wandering the carp flats of Banks Lake.
It was a beautiful place. Really nice if you don’t mind ticks, rattlesnakes, mosquitoes that make you want to eat DEET, and sweat dripping down you constantly. It is also a great place if you want to see how the place used to be, but due to our growing need for electricity, we put the river where we wanted it. Fishing by a large dam for invasive fish is human ingenuity at its best.
Fishless, I headed home after letting Lando check for some fish.
We also saw a car on fire.
I stopped in Cle Elum on the way home to stand in the cold water and try to stop sweating. Triple digit temperatures are not something that we are used to anymore. Lando is always wearing that black sweater, so I thought that he might appreciate some swift, cool water. I pulled out three fish each a littler larger and more beautiful than the previous one.