Crooked River Steelhead

The Crooked River is a special place for anglers in Central Oregon. For me it is where I was first really introduced to the sport, and where I caught my first fish on the fly. Gabe Parr just finished up putting together a new site that provides some great information about the push to provide […]

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Take A Walk on the Tribe Side

The water on the other side of the river is always better, right? Any Deschutes River angler that has stood at South Junction has stolen a view of the river left bank, admiring just how fishy that water looks over there. After last Friday, that perceived fishyness has been confirmed. A friend from The Fly […]

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Pieces Left Behind

Last night I drove back down to our favorite camp along the Upper Deschutes river, to grab the boat ( hard to tow a trailer and a boat at the same time ), and the memories of the weekend swelled up from the banks of the river and washed over me with great emotion. The […]

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Picking Pockets – Euro Style

On a calm night from the room I call my office, I can hear the Deschutes River rushing by in the canyon below. I’m fortunate enough to be able to string up my rod in my driveway, and walk a block down the street and be standing by its rushing currents within five minutes. Life […]

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East Lake Independence

  We spent a lovely weekend with friends camping up at East Lake.  Between family time, we did manage to get out on the water a little bit.  Winds kept much of the dry fly action at bay during the day, but we did have one nice evening this past Saturday where the water glassed […]

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The Optimism Orgasm

Last Friday a plan was in the works to fish somewhere that weekend.  Many options were passed around via all forms of electronic pulse.  Texts and emails all conjuring images of throwing line through the air – but the targets varied from the Cascade Lakes above Bend, to urban streams with steelhead over the mountains. […]

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An Evening Stroll

Past the manicured lawns and barking dogs, the trail down to the place awaits. The place where the swift currents of the Middle Deschutes drown out any thought of being anywhere near a city, my house, or a worry. The canyon walls close in around me and my mind, and then my soul is free […]

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A Weekend on East Lake

This past Friday I loaded up the family – and extended family ( in-laws in tow too ) and headed up to Cinder Hill Campground on East Lake.  Since I typically wake with the sunrise, I had told my super fishy buddy Josh to meet me on the water around 5:30am for what we hoped […]

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