The winter season was a bit disappointing for me. While I wanted to prove everyone wring and actually catch a fish, it never happened. Maybe there was too much skiing and not enough fishing. It is hard to stay motivated while steelheading. Especially when I have no expectations of catching a fish. To celebrate my first steelhead I have decided to keep some of my favorite beer in the fridge. I won’t touch them until I catch a steelhead, on the swing. i am still not fishing beads. Sorry, folks. Yes, I come to “your” water in “your” state and come up with my own conclusions.
This place is no secret and I was hoping that the big waterfall upstream would keep the fish near me and ready to eat a swung fly. Unfortunately, that didn’t happen. But the wind made me work hard on my casting and eating at Small Fryes afterwards was ver rewarding!
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.
“The fish are beautiful and they love a swung fly.”
The Coho Salmon are supposed to be showing up soon. Uncle Leland showed me his secret spot. The tides don’t wait until you have had 8 hours of beauty sleep.
Out at Point No Point, the boats were catching King Salmon. It looked like a lot of fun, if you are into that sort of thing.
The light house at Point No Point.
The best stop of the day was for breakfast at The Point Casino.