Years ago my constant companion was the family cat, with a tortoise shell coat that reminded me of the sunrises and sunsets in one of my favorite outdoor destinations, the Sierra Nevadas. Thus she was given the name Sierra. When my wife wanted a dog, a miniature schnauzer, it got along so famously with the cat, that was only natural to me that he be given the companion name of Nevada. Upon the cat’s passing, it took a few months before Nevada stopped looking for the cat that lead to his name. My wife thought the name was a bit odd at first, but now he's Nevada through and through.
Just in time and appropriate out here in California…record snow pack will mean high water well into early summer…lakes are looking good, though… Thanks Tom.
I agree with you zlachevsky. It requires the right amount of authority...too much and I move the fly. Usually right out of a rising trout's mouth!
While all the other Eastern Sierra waters are running high in the spring, Hot Creek is just right. The weeds are few and far between, the water's just right. It's nymphs in the morning and dries throughout the rest of the day. Just make everything small. Make it a weekday, and the crowds aren't there...
As one who's not traveled Middle Fork Road but has traversed many similar byways; who’s driven his sedan down some USFS roads generously called “graded;” and who’s either hiked or bummed a ride from a friend with a suitable truck; I feel the road and the journey upon it are/should be part of the adventure and experience. Thanks for the thoughts, Derek.
The new one is high-tech, speaks to the podcast, but the old one addresses the "oldness" of the sport...I'll vote for the new one, but would like a nod to the tradition of fly fishing...
Thanks Derek...now I have another River on my list. I'll blame you when I tell my wife.
But I'm thankful that my fishing adventures, so far, have involved only adventures related to the fishing.
That's a very interesting composition...the pavement unmoving/unyielding, the clouds tense, and the tree seeming to quiver. Cool stuff.
Interesting story and thoughts. Seems that goodwill almost requires suspending cynicism, and understanding that it’s a gift that’s not diminished or augmented by the deceit or truthfulness of the intended recipient. I believe, in the end, it’s a gift that returns to us in some manner, though we don’t always recognize it.
Thanks for adding a bit o' humor to my day. It's all about fly fishing this week...four days until the trout opener down here in the Golden-Currently-Green State.
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