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I recently broke my Temple Fork Outfitters fly rod (my first broken fly rod).  I got my replacement rod in the mail the other day.  It only took about two weeks from the time I sent my rod, to the time I got it back.  I was very impressed.  Now, I just need to go test it out.

The Curse Is Broken

I was beginning to think my new fishing hat was bad luck.  After getting a new fishing hat, I have lost several fish.  Last week I broke a fly rod trying to land a steelhead.  First time I've ever broken a rod.

Well, if there was a curse, it is officially broken.

Breaking Point

I headed to the coast this past weekend in search of steelhead.  Despite my best efforts, they have eluded me so far this winter.  Within the first 10 minutes of fishing I hooked one briefly but after a short run there was no tension on the line. Must have been a poor hook set.  After several hours with no luck, I finally hooked into a fish.  The fish was located in a small stretch of water that had several downed trees hanging down in the water.  Fortunately, this fish did not want to head downstream into the tangles.  After a short fight that felt like it took place in a kid’s swimming pool, he seemed to be tired out and I was able to slide him near me.  I reached down and grabbed just above his tail.  I’m not sure what happened first but he slipped out of my hand and I heard a loud crack.  He swam off with my fly and left me with a broken fly rod.

New Year's Snowshoeing

Here are some pictures from our snowshoeing trip around the Marilyn Lakes.

Giant Trevally

Someday...

Sometimes you just have to laugh

While fishing on the Metolius the other day, I found some rising fish.  After several failed casts, I thought I figured out the fly that I needed.  Sure enough, on the second cast I fooled what I thought to be the biggest of the bunch.  I was feeling pretty good about myself and took note of just how smart I was.  After a short struggle, I had the rainbow trout almost in.  He decided to swim towards me in a last ditch effort to get free.  I stepped back in hopes of keeping the line tight and I succeed in doing that.  I also succeeded in having my feet slip out from under me and go crashing to the ground.  I somehow managed to land on my line and the fish quickly broke the line.  So, I tied on new tippet and a new fly.   I hooked another, much smaller fish and had it at my feet when the fly popped out and somehow flew up into the tree behind me.  It was higher than I could reach and I had to break it off.  All I could do was laugh at this.  The fish had won this round.  I was no longer feeling so smart, but that didn't really matter as I laughed at this misfortune.  I'll be back again and next time I'll try to find more solid footing and I know what fly to try again.

Getting in the holiday spirit

This is impressive

Penn State Christmas 2012 from Robert Witt on Vimeo.