Category Archives: Steelhead
The River Is Full Of Want
By Louis Cahill "I DON'T DESERVE THAT FISH. I DON'T DESERVE THIS DAY ON THIS BEAUTIFUL RIVER. I DON'T DESERVE TO FISH WITH THESE GOOD MEN." I wade out into the rushing water of the Dean, farther than I should. The cold of the water grabs me...
Steelhead Flies, Half As Much
By Louis Cahill WHEN THE RAIN WON’T STOP, THE LIGHT IS FAILING AND THE RIVER SWELLING, STEEL HEADERS DRINK WHISKY AND STARE DARKLY INTO THEIR FLY BOXES. Maybe that’s a bit dramatic, but we all do it. I spent an evening like this with a group of...
Checking Your Attitude
IF YOU READ THE COMMENTS ON OUR POSTS YOU'LL OCCASIONALLY SEE THE NAME TOM CAHILL. THAT'S MY BIG BROTHER. Tom lives in Virginia. Too far away for us to fish together often but too close to have a good excuse. He is an avid fisherman and a...
Dreaming of Steelhead
I WOKE THREE TIMES LAST NIGHT DREAMING THAT I WAS FISHING FOR STEELHEAD. Not epic, fish hoisting, hero shoting, steelhead fishing but, ass backwards, pointless, penitent steelhead fishing. Swinging tiny flies on floating lines in the turbid, chocolate waters of spring run off (and this is...
Swing For The Fence On Every Cast
By Louis Cahill After four days swinging flies in dirty water without a pull it's easy to lose faith. I faced some pretty tough conditions on a recent trip to the Dean River in British Columbia. Heavy rain turned the river into a raging mess of mud...