As I sit on one of my few days off and see the end of the busy season for the Deschutes approaching, I think about the over all Summer Steelhead season as a whole and the victories and defeats. I think about all the great people I had the chance to spend time with. I think about the good laughs and jokes. I think about good meals on camp trips. I think about days I did not want to get out of bed… but did and it was always worth it. My first season guiding on my own under the blanket of All Waters Angling.
My mind is a wonder of the future and the past. As I focus on all my season as a guide I ask myself what is the measure of a season. That is the question. In my line of work that may be the ultimate question. Helps to validate the reasons I do what I do. I can with out looking to far into the depths of the heart tell you that the fish have very little to do with the end judgement of a season…especially that dealing with Steelhead. I seem to have a much clearer focus on the reasons I chase these wonderful fish and why I have made my life a perpetual pursuit of fishing and saving these wonderful creatures we call Steelhead on days went I don t catch anything.
I measured my season by how many old faces I saw in my boat. By how many new connections I helped make weather it be a new client or just helping a person connect with their first chromer. By knowing I did my best everyday to help my sports enjoy my home waters. that is my measure of a season. So as this season come winding down, I am preparing for the next one…. Winter Steelhead on the West side of the Cascades. I hope you are ready too, as my calender is open and dates are filling up. let me know when your ready to get out on the water!!!!