Year's end fish.

got a sweet deal worked out with the Double R, see, one wherein i trade him prawns and bad hair days, these sorta-intrudery things and other trashy abominations that come outta the vice for driftboat storage space. apparently, those flies we've been dumping his way work. good on ya, double R:



given we've been privy to 15+" powder dumps on both mt. hood and bachelor, there's been precious little fishing for us as of late. stains, while we love us the steelheads, there's this gotdamn obvious logic we can't ignore:

15+" of the sick early January powder > early hatchery steelhead. just sayin'.