Well a fish of a thousand casts, and it almost lived up too it's name.
Thanks to Jeff Hickman and his great staff for treating Mary and I to fantastic trip on
the Deschutes River. Yet another river in the Pacific Northwest that does not and did not disappoint.
Jeff, along with his right hand guide Barrett were the consummate professionals, and excellent
coach and teachers and helping Mary and I learn the beginning points of spey casting and catching.
If your thinking of a trip out to the Deschutes, book early and call Jeff Hickman with Fish the Swing.
Mark, our camp chef for the four days on the river, would prepare a gourmet breakfast, lunch and dinner each day that would blow your mind. Here a little fresh caught hatchery steelhead over charizo, but we also had Steelhead Cakes, Center Cut Pork Chops, fresh guacamole with pico de galo, garlic chicken skewers, and the list goes on. Did I mention dessert.
Here Ms. Floatfisher works one of the evening slicks as the sun starts to wane.
The golden hill sides of Deschutes River valley, mule deer, bighorn sheep abound the valley.
Mary gets the "golf" clap for a well presented 100' cast on the mark from guide Barrett.
Kitchen prep on the river, not much is missing, no one went hungry, Fresh press coffee, Hot showers,
wow, on a river trip, talk about spoiled.
A lovely evening view.
The bank drops off quickly and the wading can be a bit tricky in area's , only went swimming one time, Damn Goat Head Spikes didn't work for shit.
Barrett and Jeff were the masters of the jet sled and know the river and rapids like the back of their hands, especially in the dark. Such a cool ride at 30 miles and hour, blast up and down a rapid.
Barrett selecting out a new tube fly.
Our other great host of the trip and organizer was Louis Cahill- of the blog Gink and Gasoline. Was a pleasure to spend time talking fishing, travel and photography with an extremely talented person like Louis. We had the opportunity to fish with Louis for a couple of days.
The first caught will never be forgotten.