If you aren’t following my Instagram, you are missing out on the #waterfallselfie barrage that is occurring. Find me @roryseiter.This tributary to the Stillaguamish has had fantastic fishing this summer. The flows are starting to finally drop so much that I will avoid this area for a while. There is small stream fishing and there is fishing that is detrimental to the fish.Instead, I am taking my friends on bushwhacking adventures and occasionally hook into some small fish.The places that fly fishing takes us is well worth it. Sometimes it is sketchy, sometimes it is uncomfortable, most of the time it is just absolutely beautiful.
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.
Not far from the house (and the Orvis job) is the Mercer Slough Blueberry Farm. As the name implies, it is near some water that looks fishy to me. The farm is separated from the public by this small fence. The walking trail on the right has signs telling about the agricultural history in Bellevue. It is impressive now that Bellevue is such a commercial district. I will get back this summer to fish the area. Seattle has meny green space near cities. Nobody seems to be out there. I think that most people in Bellevue sit in their fancy offices and then drive to their fancy homes.
Jason and I hit Rattlesnake Lake on a beautiful morning to see if the new carping pole would work. This summer, it is on! Poling around mud flats while sweating and being eaten by mosquitos sounds fantastic right about now.
Maybe Macklemore is Jason!
It is voting season, so here is my political post. BIG BIRD lives (and I hope that he continues to do so) at Larsen’s Bakery at least.I tried 5 guys for the first time. I will be back.This guy and I got Orvis Bellevue on Instagram. Give us a follow. @orvisbellevueSpeaking of Instagram, you should probably follow me as well. @roryseiter (just like everything else).Here is one of my Instagram posts. Too much food and not enough posts on Seattle Chow.Halloween posts. Candy sushis and neighbors cook pumpkins.
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.
One of the things I like about fly fishing is the places that it can take you and the people that you meet. It is very rarely actually about catching fish. While in Walla Walla, the Walla² Fly Fishing Club gave us some great advice on where to have a great time fishing. It was a beautiful sunny day and we rolled into a tiny town full of anticipation. Deer walked along the creek beside us. Fish were eagerly attacking bugs on the surface. Did I mention that it was sunny? The actually call this the “dry side” of the state.