Spooled: A Fishing Blog

A long, cold, dark winter is upon us. Portland seemed to completely skip fall this year, going straight into twenty-degree weather with bone-chilling winds. Although snow would be great, Oregon is notorious for halting all precipitation once the air temperature slips below 32. As a result, I find myself living in a veritable desert at times, with the only moisture in the air serving to seal my car door shut. As I said, long, cold, dark winter. Hey, but at least there's steelhead! Also, it has come to my intention that many people who I actually know and would not like to have see my blog have done exactly that. Being an aspiring internet blogger who attaches his name to everything he creates, I figured it was only a matter of time before my peers would "discover" my mark on the internet. I had hoped that these discoveries would be a result of absentmindedly googling my name, searching for fishing information, or a freak accident. What I had  not  anticipated was a

Of all the places in the world to fish, there have always been a few that stood out to me. Alaska, Zambia, Christmas Island, etc. However, Zambia is dangerous, Christmas Island is nearly impossible to get to, and Alaska is, well, I'm not sure what the situation is with Alaska. However, another place that has been on the top of my list is Hawaii. Known for legendary fishing in an unparalleled setting, it has always been on the top of my list. Fortunately, a family wedding gave me the opportunity to explore the island of Maui and the fishing it has to offer. Unfortunately, the hectic chaos that weddings usually provide would make fishing difficult. In addition, my entire family was staying in a large home a considerable distance from the beach, making the old "sneak out at five in the morning with rod in hand" difficult to pull off. And there were two other limiting factors named Iselle and Julio. I ended up not using 90% of the tackle in the box. The Hawaiia