Today we had frost. It was cold. It is Autumn. Our leaves are changing. We have cold water amd trout lurking for fall insects amd unsuspecting crayfish and baby salmon. It’s brutal in the fall when you’re a trout. Salmon come in, make a mess, the water slims down, predators abound, the fish prepare for the winter, bugs and small fish are on the menu.

I love the fall fishing. And my season is fully booked. I’ve got a few days open and might fill one or two but it’s enough and I’m good.

I move this October. I am leaving Washington. I will be relocating to Michigan with Kristen working on new adventures. I will be back on the Yak in March and April for trips. And again next fall. But winters are now reserved for rest, new ventures, and southern saltwater. Summers are for new trout water, chasing bass and pike, muskie and gar, small brook trout, teaching kids to fish for bluegill and spending more time fishing for myself in the summer. More time with my kids and less time with clients in the summer.

I’ll be guiding in Michigan next summer with a whole new thing fishing wise happening over there. Returning for trophy trout chasing in the west pre runoff, post summer craziness and high flows.

The fall is here and changes are coming. I get to fish with so many of my regulars this autumn and I am so excited and thankful for the support. I’m leaving, but I’m not leaving you. More options in new places, returning to the homewater when its good, and opening up the world of fly fishing to more anglers and different experiences and encounters with fish, people, and places.

See ya riverside anglers.

Tamarack

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