Posted on January 17 2008
January, to fly fishers who aren’t enjoying Patagonia, New Zealand or a cold Beliken beer on some secret Central American patch flat, is typically pure downtime. But a cadre of steelheaders in the U.S. northwest is hard at play, doing what they look forward to all year long: stalking and sight-casting to big, solitary steelhead. Of course you have to know the spots. And with that comes dues-paying and various oaths of secrecy.
On MidCurrent this week confessed steelhead junkie Kevin Wright gives us a little taste of how one of his recent trips turned out in “Sasquatch Style.”