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Hooking big fish in small water was described by a friend as “fighting a gorilla in a storage unit.” There will be bloody shins and lost fish, but I can’t think of a better way to spend a June morning. The problem, of course, is ropey lines allow control but mean fewer hookups.  Lighter lines…

The authenticity of Rob Stewart’s film making, historical perspective, accurate knowledge, and list of victories won by activists make Revolution an essential film.  But what would you expect from a guy who successfully fought a $400 a pound shark fin industry in his previous film Sharkwater which helped ban shark finning in 100 countries, and led to a 70%…

At sunrise I caught two adults and a 23 and 1/2 inch jack.  A Bavarian tape measure with a double 22 inch mark was handy. On a humorous note, I wore a white latex glove to test a new salmon egg cure, and one of the locals said I was Michael Jacksoning it. After that,…

New friends arrive daily from the sea.  My 4-year-old nephew said “Fish are friends, not food.” from watching Finding Nemo 47 times with my brother.  I answered with a university-level lecture on the either/or fallacy, explaining “Fish are friends and food.”

I caught this 17 pounder and 8 pounder.  The great thing about springers is both cut beet red.

My first day back in Oregon my river friends were waiting.

Twice in the past month writers asked to see my new book Industrial Oz coming out before the Paris Climate Conference in December.  “Word or PDF?”  I asked.  Both wanted hard copies. I liked this because hard copies are more intimate, more human.  We are, after all, hard copies ourselves. Maybe hard copies push back against…

My first springer of 2015 caught March 30. Splash after giant salmon leapt. I fished three rivers Monday, and made new friends including this spring chinook.  You’ll have to use your imagination for the slow draw on my camera.  Today I caught another 14 pound wild steelhead buck.

Friday I sat fishless on a rock in a rainstorm trying to understand exactly what I did wrong. Then I saw my sweater was on backwards. That explained it.  Saturday I hooked 7, and caught 5 wild steelhead, which were released keeping them in the water without touching them, as you can see.  Needle nose…

I pass Slomo about 4 times a week on my beach walks. I asked my students who he was, and they said he was a super wealthy brain surgeon who got sick of his life,and decided he only wanted to skate. I thought he was a homeless man with PTSD. My students were right. Check…