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The Little Things

Dylan Tomine
Kids' Fall 2007

Steelhead season is going down the tubes. Six weeks into what will become the wettest winter in memory, the rivers are over their banks and gouging new channels with explosive fury. I have just cancelled yet another fishing trip. Like last week’s much-anticipated trip to the Olympic Peninsula, and countless other days on my local rivers, this one is toast.

My three-year-old daughter and I had planned to go steelhead fishing together for the first time today. But instead, we sit by the woodstove reading The Very Hungry Caterpillar for the thousandth time and listen to the rain lashing against our house.

I am going insane.

A slight break in the weather. Not enough to bring the rivers into shape, but enough to send us out of the house and into a light but steady drizzle. We’ll put on our rain gear and venture into the woods. It’s not a fishing trip, but at least Skyla and I are going outside together.

About the Author
Dylan Tomine is a lifelong steelhead maniac and tortured river gauge web site watcher currently studying advanced patience and the art of flower smelling with his three-year-old daughter, Sklya, and five-month-old son, Weston. They live on the rainy side of Washington state.