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Author:Steve Kuieck

Swing Suprise

The Willets were back for their annual family spring steelhead outing. Conditions certainly were different than past years with our late arrival of Spring. However, the Willets never seem to care–family & fishing no-matter the conditions! I must say, their motto is pretty cool. Having...

Low & Clear

Dealing with low & clear winter like waters on the Mo' is nothing out of the ordinary during January or early February, but mid March? Certainly not the case in many many years. Swung fly presentations continue to be productive. Setting up and sneaking in...

Closing 13′

Well with one more day on our calendar 13' swing season left, we reflect with amazement as we think back to some of the spectacular fish this caught this year. Today certainly wasn't, and tomorrow certainly won't be for the faint of heart, but who cares...

Short but Sweet

Agendas and winter steelhead are never something you'd ideally try to mix especially when swinging flies, but sometimes the choice of skipping a trip or simply making due with the time-frame given beats the alternative. With a private jet scheduled to wisk Dave and friends...

Icicle Swing

When it comes to the weather it's pretty much the luck of the draw in December. Yesterday's unseasonably warm temperatures made short work of our disapearing snowpack. Less than 12 hours later we're stuck chipping ice from our frozen guides with a howling westerly wind...

Picture Perfect

Wow, quite a day! Light-winds and a steady fluffy snowfall along with a near perfect flow provided fabulous conditions to swing flies.  Last year some unfortunate news took Peter and his son off the river early leaving an unfortunate cloud over what was to be...

Ol-man who?

Our guides were frozen, our faces raw, toes a tad bit chilly–you'd think we'd waive the flag of surrender? Nope, not Don and Wayne! With temperature crashing into the low 20's by midday and snow squalls that erased the river banks and beyond, the guys...