#DRYFTculture in the high country.
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Session SEEKR Wading Pants [video short]
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A Spooky Day On The River
It’s a little spooky out there on the river today.
Spooky day on the river from DRYFT on Vimeo.
Off the Beaten Path [video]
Summer fun with the DRYFT crew. What a day. #DRYFTculture
Bass days of summer
Bass bass bass bass bass.
Backcountry Steelheading photo journal
When the backcountry calls you better answer. This spring we had the opportunity to hike away from civilization and experience true wilderness. We only saw one other person over the three days we were there, and saw almost no signs of other people at all. No garbage. No development. Nothing. After fishing downstream all day it was more surprising to see an actual human boot print in the sand than more elk, bear, deer, or coyote tracks.
We could have asked for better fishing conditions, but there were a few fish around. With low and clear water the fish we did see were spooky and not much inclined to play with us.
If you’re in need of a re-set from the hectic day-to-day of modern life then consider unplugging from the stresses of the work week, stuffing a backpack and hitting the trail.
I call this plugging into nature.
words & photos by Nick Satushek
That’s a happy face if I’ve ever seen one.
An Epic Battle Rages…
Squatch Sighting
Strolling through the woods we were struck dumb. Not 20 feet from us was a squatch. We couldn’t believe what we were seeing. He had just landed a real trophy and was prepping it for release. The hook was out as he cradled it gently in the water. A branch cracked under my foot, he looked up and made eye contact. He saw the camera pointing at him and hoisted his catch up high for a quick hero shot. Click click click. The camera whirred away taking shot after shot. This could be it. Proof that the legend exists!
And wouldn’t you know it…he was all decked out in DRYFT wading gear. Looks like we found our new unnofficial mascot.
Fly fishing for tiger musky; I love musky. I hate musky. Ok, I love musky again.
Fly fishing for musky: long hours of repetitive movements followed by brief intense action followed by jubliation or soul crushing disappointment. These fish are hard to catch but so worth the effort.