The stoke had certainly diminished a bit as the north state was being pummeled with unseasonably huge storms. The week had been spent constantly checking flow charts, scrutinizing weather reports, formulating plans B, C, and D, and a whole lot of finger-crossing. No fishing trip is ever guaranteed, especially when it comes to steelhead. The…
In the wild heart of British Columbia, where the mountains loom like ancient guardians, and the waters shimmer with the promise of adventure, lies the Skeena River—a living testament to the untamed beauty of nature. I drive here from my home in British Columbia every August in the hopes of hitting the right run of…