Wet Boots - 2008

Summer Steelhead

07/31/08

Summer Steelhead

Me and a friend woke up early one morning to fish the Clackamas River and try and beat the weekend crowds...

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The First Annual Trip

07/22/08

The First Annual Trip

We decided to fish one of the tailwater sections of the North Platte River in Wyoming known as the Grey Reef...

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Retiring the Wet Boots (Pair #2)

06/27/08

Retiring the Wet Boots (Pair #2)

One day I realized that I couldn’t remember the last time my boots had actually been dry.

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Searching for Salmonflies

06/09/08

Searching for Salmonflies

There is a distinct possibility that I was that first angler this year to catch a Deschutes River redside on a salmonfly dry-fly pattern.

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Out for Trout

05/14/08

Out for Trout

You can stick me in a freezing river with no shot at catching anything before you put me on the couch to watch the tube.

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Two-River Days

05/05/08

Two-River Days

We were fishing hard and well and throwing our sink-tips deep. My fly was ticking the bottom in several runs.

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Striking Steel

04/22/08

Striking Steel

I didn’t know when, but I knew it would all come together eventually. And it did all come together on a mild March morning ...

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04/18/08

Coastal Rivers of Oregon

    Not long ago my friend Ryan, his black lab Jackson, and I headed to the coast to look for some dime-bright chromers. The great thing about coastal rivers in Oregon is that they are so close to each other. You can fish one in the morning and take a 10-minute car ride and be on a different one to fish the afternoon.
    We found a cool campsite right near the beach in Tillamook Bay. We set up tent and took Jackson to the beach to check out the saltwater and run around in the sand. It wasn’t five minutes into that little stroll on the beach that the only piece of equipment we had to document the trip was killed. Yes, sadly the camera that had documented over three years of fishing trips was laid to rest on the beach of Tillamook Bay when a rising...

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There are no Steelhead in Oregon

02/08/08

There are no Steelhead in Oregon


The Sandy River is one of the most famous steelhead rivers in Oregon. Known for its runs of native bucks in February and March, this river draws a lot of anglers. Hatchery steelhead make their runs earlier and start in December and January.

The Clackamas, the river for which boat maker Clackacraft is named, is also a great steelhead river with similar characteristics. Both are within a half-hour drive of Portland. Naturally, my first two steelheading adventures of 2008 took place on these two great rivers. The shore of the Sandy was dotted with bait fishermen hoping to bonk a hatchery fish, and the river was lined with boats of both fly anglers and bait guys. The river was packed, and this was a Wednesday. The air was brutally cold with a serious bite. My fingers...

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Making the Trek to Stumptown

02/08/08

Making the Trek to Stumptown

After spending the end of 2007 in Dallas and listening to my friend tell stories of great winter fishing in Oregon, I decided to permanently move there. I didn't want to get on the plane after my trip in October was over, but I had a feeling someday I'd be back.

Locals call it Stumptown because during the days of the western expansion, settlers would cut down any tree they could find for lumber. Eventually, the landscape was almost nothing but tree stumps; hence, Stumptown.

The trees grew back and now Portland is flourishing with towering evergreens. Anyway, this is my home now although I have yet to find a place to live or a job to make me money. I came for the fishing and the other outdoor sports, but I can only stay if I can get a job. Wish me luck. The rain...

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When wading boots are never dry, when passion — some would say obsession — for fly-fishing is so great, wet boots are a way of life. Wet Boots (the blog) is for anglers who know fly-fishing is far more than a way of catching fish. Wet Boots. No bait fishermen.

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