Since this is the first post in this blog I'll just tell you what to expect.
I'm a dyed in the wool fly fisherman but during the late Fall, Winter and early Spring I go over to the dark side and bait fish on the California Delta. I started flyfishing in 2001 in Port Angeles, WA while I was active duty in the Coast Guard. I met an experienced and award winning fishing guide at a small shop in Clallam County and mentioned that I had once been a whitewater guide. He agreed to teach me everything he knew about flyfishing if I'd teach him everything I knew about running whitewater. It was a relationship forged in the cold, mossy (and sometimes altogether unforgiving) rivers of the Olympic Peninsula.
Since then, I've moved back down to my home of record in Oakdale, CA. I've taken the skills I learned in Washington like tidal fishing for 2 pound cutties or casting big obnoxious wet flies into currents from the snow encrusted banks of the Sol Duc or Skykomish for the winter steelhead runs. In California, I've spent as much time as my schedule allows flyfishing the rivers, streams, spring creeks, and lakes of the Sierras and foothills. I'm discovering new things every day, and I've been keeping a scribbled journal of my discoveries and thought I might as well publish it and have a place to share it with family and firends and hopefully gain some insight from others.
Ok, yeah, so I just want to brag. But what the heck, so can you. So I encourage anyone who has a story, wants to talk some fishing trash, or has a tip to post comments to my blog entries.
I'll also drop in some pictures like the one of my 20" trout I caught on Lake McClure (Sam will vouch for it) or the Stripers that seek out my sardines like heat sinking missiles in the San Joaquin River Delta.
Zach
