THE ART OF FLY-FISHING by RANGER VAN BRO

The Little Truckee.

The hookup.

The prize.

The student.

THE SOUTH LAKE TAHOE CREW

SOUTH WIND ADVENTURE

Aeolus was looking after us as we made our way to Catalina last week; i.e., a consistent 10-14 knot breeze from the South. It made for a great sail but a very choppy sea so the Bear, Admiral and I were very happy to enjoy Avalon for an overnight stay. The next day it was on to Big Geiger, one of the capt's most favorite places on the planet. Clear water, sunny skies, great food, lots of laughs, stories and lies, a guitar and an uke, what else do you need? Our last night was spent at one of the Admiral's favorites, Buttonshell, home of the toad lobsters. Remember those bugs Jackpot?

It was good to see the Bear relax, strum a six string and warm up a bit after experiencing  the worst Tennessee winter in 20 years. The Bear can rock it, next stop Nashville!

FOUR AMIGOS MAKE TRIP #96

As the southland cooked under a high pressure system that sent temperatures soaring, El Jeffe, Van Bro, JD and the capt spent several nights at Willow and another at Eel Cove. Van Bro, playing the role of the ever gracious host, brought along Bernie (AKA "RW"). Of course, the reunited band quickly had lyrics to a soon-to-be top 10 hit "Bernie" along with their seasoned standards of "Down in Baja" and "Lesbian Seagull".

The company, weather, diving and water visibility was as good as it gets. A special thank you to the women in our lives that made this weekend possible. We are blessed.

We saw deer and eagle this trip.

Good morning.

On our trip back 6.5 hours from Eel Cove.

JD did not disappoint with this sheepshead.

THE GRAY WHALE MIGRATION CONTINUES

A light breeze pushed the Admiral and I out several miles and then the wind died. Zip, nada, nothing.  So we laid back and bobbed as dolphins, a seal and six north bound whales passed us. Usually we follow these beautiful creatures but today it was fun just to hunker down in place and watch them pass by.

Amy, one of our K-dock neighbors, gave us a wave as we made our way back to the slip.