Native Brookies

[Dean Romig]

Oh man ded we grill some fine sockeye filets! Skin side down and when the veins of fat turn white and start to expand they’re done - not a second longer.

We used hot pink chenille egg flies and double egg flies with a little white marabou between the eggs. These were known as sperm & egg flies. We caught several rainbows this way and the purple egg-sucking leech with the pink egg at the nose caught some trout but just as many big arctic grayling.

You should go before you can’t.





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[Big D]

From John Voelker's "Testament of a fisherman".

I fish because I love to; because I love the environs where trout are found, which are invariably beautiful, and hate the environs where crowds of people are found, which are invariably ugly; be*cause of all the television commercials, cocktail parties, and assorted social posturing I thus escape; because, in a world where most men seem to spend their lives doing things they hate, my fishing is at once an endless source of delight and an act of small rebellion; because trout do not lie or cheat and cannot be bought or bribed or impressed by power, but respond only to quietude and humility and endless patience; because I suspect that men are going along this way for the last time, and I for one don’t want to waste the trip; because mercifully there are no telephones on trout waters; because only in the woods can I find solitude without loneliness; because bourbon out of an old tin cup always tastes better out there; because maybe one day I will catch a mermaid; and, finally, not because I regard fishing as being so terribly important but because I suspect that so many of the other concerns of men are equally unimportant—and not nearly so much fun.