We spent a great morning yesterday on the Chilliwack River fly fishing for steelhead. The weather is warming up and spring is just starting out there. It was absolutely spectacular. We fished for about 3 hours and didn’t get a bite. One bait caster came by and said no one was having any luck. There was a duck that flew right up the middle of the river going up river at about eye level. It was multi-coloured with a mid-brown head. I have never seen a duck with so much vivid colour. About 10 minutes later it flew back down the river at eye level. Saw one bald eagle hovering over the river. Maybe the duck was flying in the middle of the river to keep out of harms way.
I don’t know of too many things that soothe the spirit as much as fly fishing. There is something so peaceful about pulling that fly out of the water and placing it back in the water with one fell motion. No mechanical sounds just the swish of the line as it moves out over the water.
Today I was at a meeting of trustees of an education foundation. One of the trustees is leaving after serving for 9 years. We will all miss him. He always came to the meeting with so much valuable input. His perception of any situation added so much to any final decision. Just a great person. It is always amazing to see how people interact and work together.
Tinfoiling 
Hello fellow fisherman,
Did you know that 16% of the U.S. population goes fishing at least 16 days a year?
Did you also know that over 75% of the nations fishermen do not fish during “prime time”; fish feeding hours?
Those precious few moments before twilight can be absolutely magical. Even up until 11pm at night, the largest predators of any species feed ravenously.
Don’t believe me? Check out Daniel Eggertsen’s story, and a picture of a couple of his catches here : “Evening Secrets plus more”
I want you to do me a favor and try it out so I can see what you think of it, and if it works for you as well as it did for me.
You will be one of the first to try it out.
Gone Fishin’,
Neil