I can’t sleep when I picture steelhead, ever.  No matter how tired I get, once my mind starts wandering and long spey casts over crisp, clean water  creep in, I am done for till at least 3 in the morning.

I try and think about other things, I try to focus on my breathing, think about snowboarding down a deep powdery slope, but then I get a slight tug at the end of my line and I am wide awake once again.

I tie flies everyday that I am in the shop.  I now have more flies than I have ever had before…this means I have not been steelheading in a while.  Trips cancelled, bass fishing, etc…  But soon I will start handing out flies to my fellow addicts and hopefully I too will get to go.  I am tired of trout fishing, bass fishing, and whatever else that isn’t swinging for the best fish on earth.

Fall is coming.  Until then I will be tired.

Cal