It’s been a long time since I’ve hiked the banks of the Truckee. Flows are up from the dismal trickle of the last several months, and the Sierra’s snow-pack sit today at 110%. We’re certainly not out of the woods, but the woods are looking snowy and that’s a win. Got out for a quick session with Gilligan and he proved that a streamer rig is a legitimate winter option.
35 degrees below the surface and 30 degrees above. Layers on layers on layers.
Elliot loving every moment of a winter outing.
When the fishing is slow, you play with your dog.
Every seven minutes my rod stopped mending. It’s been so long, it took me a while to remember why.
I guarantee you’re having a better day than this guy.
The scoop.
Pretty damn impressive pulling a brown out of winter water on a streamer.
Shadowy return.
Go make 1,000 babies and get this river resurrected.
Might try to get out one more time before I head home to the PNW, but thankful to be out on the river. Doing things I miss in places I miss with people I miss. Merry Christmas and here’s to an epic winter.