Nothing is so Beautiful

The world - it seems - has finally turned. Snow storms have given way to rain clouds; the cabin fever that so often plagues snow weary bug chuckers (even those of us who chase winter steelhead) has at last begun to subside. There are finally signs of a reprieve. There is light at the end of the proverbial tunnel. There's hope.

"Nothing is so beautiful as Spring –"           

We've been fortunate to hook into more than our share of these guys ... a few we've even brought to hand.

Bacon and eggs just taste better when made in a pan that was made before Germany invaded Poland.

We've seen the start of another season on a river we genuinely love.

Thank you.

And we haven't neglected the small stuff.