At the Tying Bench

 

Winter’s cold arrived this week. Coupled with the Governor’s “stay at home” request, our activities cooled as well.

We don’t stop fishing in the winter,  just shift tactics. Some streams open all year, and of course fish don’t hibernate.

One thing that does pick up is activity at the tying bench.

Flyfishing, like most hobbies, offers lots of distractions to occupy time and resources, Some more essential than others. Fly tying is one of these side ventures.

Winter, or off season, at the bench serves two functions. First it replenishes boxes depleted by summer’s excursions . There are also some very different types of flies used in the cold months.

The art of dry dropper,  wet fly, or Euro nymphing techniques is, for us, just in the formative stage, as are any patterns used in those tactics. It’s helpful to be able to sit down at the bench, work out different artificial based on what we see on the river.

There is also a cathartic and meditative side of attaching bits of feather, fur and tinsel to bends of wire.

Like standing in the middle of a stream … fly tying has its own sort of Zen.

With shortened days … that’s a good thing.

Winter’s Return

 

Winter’s start is always messy. The warm days of fall still linger and melt early winter snows. This week we’ve had a mix of weather … most of it wet … much of that snow.

The week ended with a winter storm watch for the Cascades making passes un-passable. We’re not looking to get far. At present we will enjoy a crisp morning stroll that includes untracked powder.

The snow fall we got at the beginning of the week came under a cold front and frocked pine bows.

However, by the end of the week the temperatures warmed and the snow it brought was deeper but also heavy and hard to shovel. By afternoon the city plows were clearing the rutted streets of a slushy mix.

 

The shift to consistent cold is coming, but for now we have to contend with this snow and rain mix.

A Quiet Day

 

This week, with constant din on social media and political static on email we thought it would be good to take a break. Phones were turned off and we headed to a favorite stream bank.

The days are cooler but not cold and there is the threat of ‘first snow’ in the forecast. But the Crooked River offered a quiet pause before dropping back into the media storm.

The turmoil surrounding us right now will ease. There is a new challenge ahead, but for now we’ll stay safe and hunker down against the storm.

We hope you’re able to do the same.  As for next week, well we plan on going back out into the world … just not any place with lots of people.

Morning Light

This week we headed back to Odell Lake. We made it there at first light and were able to get some amazing images . . .

 

There were lots of eagles flying about. But fewer Kokanee in the creek, so it must be at the end of the spawn.

The campground was shuttered, so we had it to ourselves.

This morning we were mostly focused on the ducks as they landed, took flight and just paddled around. A calm day left the lake with a mirror surface.

 

We are starting to get familiar with the new camera kit, but there is still a learning curve with the system.

I hope the snows hold off for another week.

We had such a great time hiking along the edge of the lake, we may try to make it back again.

Kokanee Adventures

Signs of fall are in the air … cool, crisp temperatures and autumn color.

Leaves aren’t the only changing color. Landlocked salmon, Kokanee, are a blazing red as they start to spawn.

Oregon’s Trapper Creek, feeding Odell Lake. is one spawning site that attracts scores of Bald Eagles feasting on vunerable salmon.

Not too far north, as the eagle flies, is Wickiup Reservoir, which also has a population of Kokanee. We try to get to at least one of these two places every year just for the spawning event.