Life Lessons of a Steelhead Addict

My buddy gets one !I am a selfmade, uncontrollable steelhead trout fisherman. I have dedicated twenty years of pursuit for this fabled fish. I have spent enough time and resources to fund a small African army. I’ve lost girl friends, worn out vehicles, lost dogs and the occasional rod or two. I have managed to plan my life around fishing for steelhead. You give me a month out the year and I can point an lucky fisherman to a location that has fish. The only thing that slows me down is father time and a list of self abuse that has taken its toll on my once athletic body. I know there are others out there. We addicts have that look in our eye when the subject is brought up. These are my stories and experiences molded by an animal with a brain no bigger than an eraser top.