A couple of weeks ago I was lucky enough to have 4 days to swing flies on the Olympic Peninsula. During those four days, I only hooked one fish. I fought the fish for a few minutes when it started to head for a log jam down river. I applied as much pressure as I thought possible without breaking my 12 lb. Maxima. Just as I told my buddy, "Hey, how about grabbing that net," my line went slack. I retrieved my black and blue Squidro only to find a straightened Gamakatsu Octopus hook.
I live in Seattle Washington and have been fly fishing and tying flies for about 20 years. I am a high school teacher, and although I love teaching, I love fly fishing even more. I have fly fished all over the western United States and Canada. I fish for trout, salmon, steelhead, bass, carp, northern pike, musky, and other species I can't remember. Although I rarely troll, one of my fondest fishing memories involves trolling for perch with son's batman fishing rod! Since he was only 3-years-old, I hooked the fish and he reeled them in. Finally, I am a husband and a father. My wife and I have a 5-year-old boy and a two-year-old girl.