OMG.

The good news is this product will die out in one generation; nobody wearing one has even the remotest shot at getting laid.

Frankly, I think we should all chip and buy Singlebarbed one of these...

It goes on sale Sunday at the FAB site.

See you all fly and sick and stuff, Tom Chandler.

Essentially, it’s time for the Siskiyou County Board of Supervisors and the other folks to stop living in fantasy land:

• Yes, the coho are damned well native to the Klamath watershed
• No, ranchers and others don’t lose irrigation water as the dams don’t provide any
• Yes, dam removal will bring 4600 jobs to the area over a 15 year span
• No, this isn’t a United Nations plot to steal your land
• Yes, removing the dams will help salmon populations
• No, the dams provide almost no flood control, so the county won’t wash away
• Yes, more fish = more fishermen, who spend money
• No, this won’t “devastate” the county’s economy

Trust me; way more to come on this one, which has truly stretched my mind’s ability to accommodate the fantasy lives of the local politicos.

See you fighting the good fight, Tom Chandler.

The cold will cause Upper Sac flows to drop to even more fishable levels. But it has the effect of slowing the stoneflies down, and you never know if the evening stonefly bite will go away.

Turns out this life thing is uncertain. Who knew?

The Good News? I killed off one big project last night.

The Bad? I start another fire drill this morning.

It’s been quiet around here; a real post as soon as the snow stops…

See you providing childcare, Tom Chandler.

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If you’re not familiar with Kickstarter, it’s a crowdfunding site, and in this case, Rickard’s essentially pre-selling copies of book to support the production of the book.

Rickards' Kickstarter page

If his project is not fully funded (he’s set a goal of raising $25,000 in 60 days), then the whole deal is called off, and those who pledged money aren’t charged.

If he does reach his funding goal, then his benefactors pay up, then receive the premium they paid for (book, prints, etc).

It’s a fast-growing service that takes an innovative “funding first” approach to projects, one of which included funding for an Olive The Wooly Bugger App by fly fishing blogger and children’s book author Kirk Werner (now closed).

Below is the project video created by Rickard.

See you on the McCloud, Tom Chandler.

Image from Rickard Book

It's not all river porn...

Well, it has.

Suddenly the Upper Sacramento is in the 1200 cfs neighborhood, which isn’t necessarily fun, but it’s certainly getting fishable.

Helpful Mysterious Hint Of The Day: those who are prone to throwing giant, prehistoric-looking dry flies might want to get their butts up here sooner instead of later.

That’s all we’re saying. At least for now.

A Few Fast-Disappearing Streams

Older Bro fished a fav Brookie stream and sadly reported that it was barely wet. The lake that feeds it is usually — at this time of the year — surrounded by several feet of snow.

Not this year.

In fact, there isn’t any snow up there at all.

The farther south in the Sierras you go, the worse it seems to get.

In other words, if you’ve been daydreaming a lot about fishing that small Sierra stream, then sooner might be better than later.

That reminds me it’s probably time to reconnoiter the handful of nearby small streams that have been too high to fish. When they come down, the fun really begins, especially given how much trouble I’m having coming up with daylong fishing trips right now.

Though we pay for it with higher gas, food, insurance and health care prices, one of the benefits of living in the middle of nowhere is the ability to find yourself standing on a happily fishable piece of water less than 20 minutes after the decision was made.

See you on the river, Tom Chandler.

A better drift boat courtesy one of my favorite illustrators

(found via one of my alltime favorite illustrators: Mattias Adolfsson)

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One of a long list of places I'd rather be...

The weather is drop-dead gorgeous. Yet our hero sits in his downstairs office.

Writing his ass off.

To pay the bills.

In what should probably drive me to a deep reexamination of my acceptance of life as it is, I’m squirreled away in the dungeon while the real squirrels cavort in the 80-degree sunshine.

So now even common rodents are having more fun than I am?

While I’d love to craft an intoxicating, deeply personal look at last weekend’s small stream fly fishing trip, instead you’re getting the fly fishing blogger’s equivalent of leftovers; a picture from opening day that somehow didn’t make its way into the blog.

More to come, but probably not today. Or tomorrow.

Note About Runoff

The Upper Sacramento’s flows are still high and happy to spike slightly when the temperatures rise, but after Sunday’s drive into the mountains with Little M and Wally the Wonderdog, I feel safe in suggesting we’re at the tipping point.

Soon, the flows will start that stair step trend downward (they ebb and flow a little daily) and while they’re over 1800 cfs now, keep an eye on them; they’ll turn into something better relatively soon.

See you wondering when my fave little streams will round into shape, Tom Chandler.