Taking the kids Fishing

I feel it is very important to pass on the beauty of the outdoors to future generations. My Grandpa, Norman Fuller, was the first person, along with my father to take me fishing.  My first memories were created along the banks of the Snake River fishing a little slough right outside Burbank, WA.  Perch, Crappie, and small Bass were all it took to create a monster inside me that now ranks fishing as one of my favorite things in the world.

Nothing compares to watching my son, Landon Fuller, catch fish and get so excited about it he is laughing un-controllably.  He now wants to play with his fishing rod everyday and even asks to go fishing. 

I really hope I don't ruin him with my obsession for fishing.

Recently I took Landon, Nicolas, and Tyler Perch fishing on Lake Pend Oreille.  They were watching their bobbers and getting hits every 10-15 seconds.  It was hilarious to watch them try and reel in the "BIG FISHY"  I will remember that Saturday for the rest of my life.  All the boys had a blast and caught a ton of perch.

First voyage out on the Dona Christine. Trying to find some fish for the boys to reel in. My son, Landon, absolutley loves the boat. He love the cuddy for all of his toys and nap time. Perfect day on Lake Pend Oreille.

More Argentina

Awesome "Shore Lunch" I think it was some Ribeye, T-Bone, Lamb...more meat!



Trent with a beautiful Sea Trout


Che Ale. Weighing a Fish.


Barrett with a nice one that he didn't lose....


Could have been shore lunch.


Transportation and No Wind.


Chrome.


Dad's Big One. Last day, last session.


Barrett and Ale


Such a great place. Fantastic trip, great people.

Southern Chrome Sea Trout

After our 18 hours of flying time... ten hours of layovers...14 Valium 12 Glasses of wine....we land in Rio Grande. We were picked up and driven to Villa Maria Lodge, which fishes the lowest portion of the Rio Grande. The previous weeks fishing had been tough due to high water conditions. Most of the "bigger" fish had moved up river to spawn.


Normally the winds are blowing 30+ and fishing can be fairly difficult. We had three days of calm weather that provided excellent fishing. With the water low and clear my "traditional" methods of using larger steelhead style flies would prove to only work at night. During our first session our guide, Alejandro Bianchetti, suggested a fly to for me to try. He wouldn't show me the fly until I fished it through the run. He said " you see the fly in the fishes mouth" he was right. In one hour I landed 5 fish ranging from 9 to 21 lbs.



Quilmes tastes just like Kokanne...it is a natural phenomena. The first sip made me feel right at home. Food servings at the lodge were huge. Rib eye steaks, Lamb, Pork, beef, beef, and more BEEF. That is why they Drink Mate' and Fernet. Fernet is like medicine, mix it with some coke and you are good to go...





It definitely paid not to take a 4 hour siesta like most of the other clients. After three bottles of wine with lunch it was very hard to get motivated to fish in 40 mph winds...but I just kept telling myself "you are on the fucking Rio Grande' go fishing!" During "siesta" Barrett and I fished the home pool right below the cabin. Each day we fished we landed between 4 and 10 fish.