Sharphooks
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My 21 y.o. daughter is flying the coop---off to Prague to study international biz. So I ask her if she wants to do an end of summer trip---maybe go to Vancouver or Victoria, stay in a hotel, eat some good food. No, Papa, she sez---I want you to take me steelheading up in Skeena country...
I just about fell out of my chair. Are you sure??? I ask. Are you doing this for me? No, I'm doing this for us, she says.
So I load up the camper, the Yamaha, the Avon, the dog, and about 100 rods and reels and hit the road. A picture, as they say, is worth 1,000 words:
her middle name is one of my favorite fishing spots so we had to stop there first:
learning to use a double hander fly rod:
Insane weather for the entire week....sunshine in Skeena country---unheard of!!!!
A quiet moment down in the canyon:
I just about fell out of my chair. Are you sure??? I ask. Are you doing this for me? No, I'm doing this for us, she says.
So I load up the camper, the Yamaha, the Avon, the dog, and about 100 rods and reels and hit the road. A picture, as they say, is worth 1,000 words:
her middle name is one of my favorite fishing spots so we had to stop there first:
learning to use a double hander fly rod:
Insane weather for the entire week....sunshine in Skeena country---unheard of!!!!
A quiet moment down in the canyon:
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