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?
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 think that many people try to find awesome things far away from home. Think of all of the exotic destinations that you daydream about. There are probably many things/places close to home that are incredible. There is allegedly a natural spring within walking distance from our house. It is called Licton Springs. From Seattle Parks and Recreation:
Licton Springs was once a healing center for Native Americans, who constructed sweat lodges and bathed in the mineral waters of the springs. After pioneer David Denny built a cabin near the springs in 1870, hundreds of settlers drove for miles to immerse themselves in the spring water and in the mud.
There was certainly a lot of water flowing through the park. Unfortunately, it was from one culvert to another. It looked like a sewer pipe dumping water into a park and collecting it at the other side. To add insult to injury there were plenty of homeless looking people passed out or drinking in groups at some of the nicest looking spots. I am not saying that they shouldn’t enjoy it, on the contrary, I hope it is healing to them, but I was afraid to walk through the whole park in the middle of the day. Even with my guard dog.