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The Year in Review

As we close out 2020 today I think it’s worth looking back at the past twelve months and taking stock not only of the challenges but also of the good things that happened this year.

Without a doubt 2020 has presented us with challenges the likes of which we’ve never seen but in spite and in the midst of those challenges these past 12 months also delivered some unparalleled blessings.

It’s easy to get caught up in the WORST YEAR EVER sentiment regarding 2020 but considering that on March 25th we announced that we were closing our doors to the public and suspending operations “until further notice” which was followed just days later by the Stay at Home Directive from the Governor, things certainly ended up turning out much better than they could have.

As the state shut down in April there were serious doubts about the fate of our season and indeed the financial AND psychological effects of being shut down during what is generally an extremely busy time for us were jarring to put it mildly.

As it turned out restrictions loosened allowing us to resume guiding and retail operations in late spring but with travel restrictions still in place limiting interstate travel without quarantine, our business prospects for the season remained bleak. Thankfully those restrictions were lifted in June and while we did lose a significant amount of our bookings due to cancellation we were able to put together a decent season as many flocked to Montana from all over the country looking to escape population centers in search of social distance and the wide open spaces that none of us who call Montana home should EVER take for granted.

It ended up being a record-breaking year for the outdoor industry – a bright spot in the Covid gloom and while we didn’t personally have THAT kind of season where we were breaking sales records, we had enough of a season to be able to keep our doors open and to survive which is a Huge blessing in light of the fact that so many around the country and around the world have lost their businesses and their livelihoods during this pandemic. We are truly blessed!

2020 was a year of personal milestones which I’ve touched on here before and while it didn’t all play out as I had expected, looking back on the year, I have so much to be thankful for.

We always try to maintain a positive attitude and an optimistic outlook at WCA and I’d be lying if I told you this wasn’t a challenge at times in 2020 but looking back, my cup was more than half full, my cup was overflowing with blessings throughout this season which none of us will soon forget.

Some Highlights of 2020

• My business survived! And not only did we survive, we managed to make it through the season without a Covid incident. We were obviously vigilant with our safety protocols in all areas of our business from retail to lodging to shuttles to guide trips. Hundreds of guide trips and guests and thousands of shop customers and not a single case amongst guests or employees (that we know of)

• I joined the Board of Directors for the Fishing Outfitters Association of Montana as the Missouri Region Director which put me on the front lines in the quest to salvage our season. The work that this group does on behalf of our industry, led by the tireless efforts of our President Jason Fleury and our Executive Director Mike Bias, is nothing short of amazing. If you are an outfitter or guide in Montana and you aren’t a member you should be. And even if you run any type of business related to the industry (lodging/food service etc.) you should make it your New Year’s Resolution to become a member ASAP. Thank you to FOAM for bringing me on. It’s been an eye opening experience and I’m stoked to be on board.

• I celebrated my 50th birthday in July with a trip back to Michigan. It wasn’t the 50th Birthday Bash I had always envisioned but looking back on it, to be able to spend a few quintessential Michigan summer days on Mackinac Island (one of my favorite places in the world) with people I love was exactly what I needed. And to reflect on my life at 50 things look pretty damn good. I have my health and I have the life and the job that dreams are made of. I would never have imagined at 20 that this is where I’d be at 50. I could not have dreamed it.

• In September I celebrated 25 years of marriage to an amazing woman who has not only put up with me for all these years but who has been instrumental in paving the way to our present situation by selflessly proclaiming years ago that indeed we should chase MY dream by picking up and leaving everything behind and moving to Montana. Since we’ve been here I’ve seen her start from scratch, obtaining her teaching degree and securing a not so easy to come by teaching position at Helena High School where she has utilized her many talents to become a phenomenal teacher who is LOVED and admired by so many of her students. Her work ethic and dedication to her job along with her genuine concern for the welfare of all of her students absolutely amazes me. She works harder at her job than anyone I know.

• This fall we also officially became “empty nesters” with our son moving to Missoula where he is attending the University of Montana seeking his degree in journalism. It’s been and continues to be a transition for sure but we couldn’t me more proud of him. Very soon after starting school he secured a position as a sports writer for the Montana Kaimin, the student-run independent newspaper which has been in publication since 1898. He’s doing his thing, making his way and I for one, think he’s going places. I too started my career with a degree in journalism but something tells me he won’t be selling fish hooks for a living anytime soon!

• The Covid relief grants and funding which were made available to small businesses through both the Federal government and the State of Montana played a crucial role in keeping us afloat in 2020. Without them we would not have been able to keep our doors open. We are forever thankful and truly blessed.

• Thanks to the addition of our online store late this fall we just had our best retail December ever which isn’t saying a whole lot during what is always a slow time of year in a destination fly shop but every little bit helps and we’re excited to be able to offer our customers the option of buying online.

Yes 2020 has had a myriad of challenges but there’s so much for us to be thankful for in spite of them. So goodbye 2020, thank you for the blessings of the curse.

Happy New Year to all of you!

By Jason Orzechowski|2020-12-31T11:26:02-07:00December 31st, 2020|Categories: Shop Life, Uncategorized|1 Comment

Shop Closed next week as we bid farewell to 2020

Wolf Creek Angler will be closed tomorrow, December 27th – Wednesday December 30thas we escape for some year’s end R and R. Normal winter hours resume on New Year’s Eve. Winter Hours are Tuesday – Saturday 8:00 AM – 2:00 PM. We apologize for any inconvenience this may cause.

We are pleased to announce that winter lodging will return starting the week of January 3rd. $99/night (plus tax) for a cozy bungalow, complete with full kitchen and private bath. Bungalows sleep three with two twin beds and a full size pull out couch.

We hope you make us your Missouri River winter destination in 2021. There doesn’t appear to be much change in the weather happening anytime soon so stick with that New Year’s resolution to spend more time fishing and log some time on the MO’.

We’re excited for the New Year to get underway and while we don’t expect 2021 to be without challenges we’re optimistic that the pendulum is going to start to swing back towards normalcy soon.

Thank you all again for supporting us through this Freak Show of a year. We can’t wait to see you all again in 21.

Cheers!

By Jason Orzechowski|2020-12-26T10:16:31-07:00December 26th, 2020|Categories: Shop Life, Uncategorized|Tags: fly fishing, Missouri River, Missouri River Winter Fishing, running line, Wolf Creek, Wolf Creek Angler|0 Comments

Winter Solstice

You wouldn’t know it by looking at the weather but winter has arrived, on this, the shortest and darkest day of the year.

Today we turn the corner. Days get longer starting tomorrow and before you know it we’ll be back into long, hot summer days on the MO’.

Turning the corner towards summer days on the Missouri

For now we’ll see temps topping out in the low 50’s today followed by some snow tomorrow and then right back into the same weather we’ve had for what seems like a month now. Partly sunny skies, highs in the low 40’s with no weather events on the horizon.

The WCA guide and shop crew will be enjoying the solstice en masse, spending the day on the water as you would expect.

We’ll be back in the shop tomorrow with regular hours Tuesday and Wednesday and 8 – noon (ish) on Christmas Eve. We will be closed on Christmas, but back in the shop Saturday before taking a few days off next week for some end of the year R and R.

We hope you get out and enjoy this Christmas week on the MO.

Tight Lines and Happy Solstice!

By Jason Orzechowski|2020-12-21T09:36:21-07:00December 21st, 2020|Categories: Shop Life, Uncategorized|Tags: Missouri River, Missouri River Winter Fishing, running line, winter, winter solstice, Wolf Creek, Wolf Creek Angler|0 Comments

Thanksgiving

Wandering the trails this past Thursday evening in a post-Thanksgiving dinner tryptophan haze, I struggled to come to terms with a new reality. A reality inexorably linked to the passage of time. To the accumulation of years behind me and the dwindling days ahead.

I’m acutely aware of the fact that I have been abundantly blessed with the luxury of introspection, some might even call it navel gazing, which is not something I’m generally a fan of. I recall a not so great moment of parenting some years ago when I challenged my son to rise above his emotional distress, pointing out to him while I read a book about the Granite Mountain/Speculator Mine Disaster which occurred in Butte in 1917, that those young men working in those mines had no time for such introspection. That they just went to work and did what they had to do, and were not afforded such luxuries. It was not one of my prouder parenting moments but not much different than things I likely heard from my dad while encountering my own moments of drama and existential angst growing up.

Regardless, as they always do, times are changing. It’s nothing remarkable or unique. It’s just the way it is.

2020 was always going to be a year of personal milestones though I would never have imagined these milestones taking place during a global pandemic. I turned 50 this year and also celebrated my 25th wedding anniversary. Additionally the nest was emptied this fall as our son set off for the University of Montana, embarking on the next chapter of his life.

The planned birthday festivities were cancelled, yet another Covid casualty. Our 25th Anniversary also came and went without much fanfare, as is appropriate, though I would be remiss if I didn’t mention the fact that I am among the luckiest men in the world to have married up to such an amazing woman who has been my inspiration and my foundation. We’ve come a long way and weathered storms which many haven’t. Our story is a testament to faith in all that is good in this world and beyond.

Back to the tryptophan haze – Thanksgiving 2020 was a different day in a different time and place. Walking our old dog who has had some health issues as of late, and missing the kid, I found myself wanting to tap the brakes on life while knowing full-well I cannot.

Our son doesn’t come home from Missoula much, his work schedule doesn’t really allow for it. He had Thanksgiving Day off so he did come home on Wednesday night but it was all too brief a visit as we struggled through yet another embarrassing Thanksgiving Day performance from our Detroit Lions, hurried through an early dinner and got him back on the road. And while it didn’t really hit me in August when he left, I’m now coming to terms with this new reality.

I worked minimally when I was going to college and I went home a lot. I would spend weeks at a time at home during Christmas break, at least in the beginning. Eventually though, I settled into my own life and visits home became less frequent and much shorter in duration. I held on to home maybe longer than I should have. He has moved on and this is a good thing. We couldn’t be more proud of him.

So once again, I fully acknowledge that all of this is nothing out of the ordinary. It’s nothing people aren’t experiencing all of the time but having the aforementioned luxury of introspection as well as an avenue of expression, I’m simply struggling through coming to terms with it all.

Dogs get old. Kids move out. Life goes on.

And it’s all a tremendous blessing. It’s the sting that makes it real.

We all take too many things for granted but with any luck, with age and perhaps with the time to reflect, things start to take on a greater significance. Or maybe they don’t for everyone, but for me, in spite of the challenging emotional state brought on by such moments, I wouldn’t trade this for the world.

Time will continue to pass, oblivious to the emotions it inflicts, but for this moment I cherish the occasional night when we are all sleeping under the same roof. This was the norm not too long ago. It didn’t used to mean much but time has transformed me and has made what was normal something now to be cherished.

I have much to be thankful for.

Happy Thanksgiving!

By Jason Orzechowski|2020-11-28T11:17:49-07:00November 28th, 2020|Categories: Uncategorized|Tags: Thanksgiving, tryptophan haze|1 Comment

Returning from the hunt circa 1975

Here in Montana we are nearly three weeks into the firearm deer and elk season and it’s been over two months since archery season opened on September 5th. This state is a hunter’s paradise with plentiful game, long seasons and an abundance of access to an expanse of productive lands both public and private. As in many parts of the country, the hunting culture runs deep in Montana.

As I’ve discussed here before, I was raised in that culture and I hold it near and dear to my heart. That being said, since moving to this hunter’s paradise my passion for the sport has diminished. I hunted hard for the first several years we lived here and was able to harvest a couple of animals however I felt less and less compelled to hunt each season. I attribute that to a lack of knowledge about and comfort level with the places I was hunting and more importantly to the fact that for whatever reason, I haven’t really cultivated relationships with folks with whom I might have the opportunity to hunt, due in part to the fact that I’m simply not that passionate about it anymore.

My son was going into the sixth grade when we moved to Montana, an ideal age to get him interested in the sport despite the fact that my attempts to spark his interest in hunting back in Michigan were mostly unsuccessful. It’s simply never been his thing and that’s ok. Credit to him, he did take hunter safety and he did take an interest in archery and he did hunt with me on occasion but it just never really took. Had he formed a real interest in hunting I’m sure I’d be writing a different story today but as it is, his lack of interest likely contributed to my waning enthusiasm for the hunt. Just to clarify, he’s not a fan of fishing either but that has not curbed my enthusiasm for and obsession with trout fishing in Montana.

I share this with you as background for my thoughts today regarding opening day of firearm season back in Michigan.

November 15th will always hold a place in my heart as opening day and unlike what I shared last week regarding Election Day and not having ever taken a day off of work or school to vote, I took many November 15th’s off of school and work to hunt on opening day.

I know this OPENING DAY thing is a part of the hunting culture shared by all of those who grew up in hunting families and I know this sentiment is alive and well here in Montana but my experience with this is from my past and not so much a part of my present. It’s for this reason that every year around this time I can’t help but think about the past. I can’t help but think about all those opening days spent in the Michigan woods with my dad and later with our circle of hunting friends after my dad was gone.

It makes me happy to think about those days and there’s a part of me that very much misses those experiences but I’m ok with that. It’s a part of my past I wouldn’t trade for anything, a part that I doubt will ever be replicated here in this hunter’s paradise of Montana but again, I’m ok with that.

Last year was the first year I did not hunt. This year was the first year that I didn’t even buy a hunting license. My hunting outings here, especially those last couple of years I hunted, felt forced and my heart was simply not in it.

That being said, if I had the opportunity to go back to Michigan to hunt with my life-long hunting friends as I did a few years back, I’d do it in a heartbeat and the spark would be rekindled. So obviously, as it is in so many cases, it’s not the activity itself but rather the relationships that make the experience.

So to all those arriving at deer camp in the Michigan woods this weekend, to all those all around the country to whom fall hunting is a highlight of the year, and to all those who’ve spent the last two months afield here in Montana and who’ve got a couple of weeks yet to go….best of luck and happy hunting.

We share a passion for traditions I pray we never abandon and while I’m at peace at this point on the outside looking in I will always have respect and reverence for the sport and I’m hopeful that at some point I will return.

By Jason Orzechowski|2020-11-13T18:26:08-07:00November 13th, 2020|Categories: Uncategorized|Tags: Michigan, Montana, Opening Day|2 Comments

Election Day

It’s finally here, Election Day 2020. And while I live for this stuff as an off and on political junkie, I can’t wait to put this one in the rearview.

I’m weary of it all. The flyers that fill my mailbox daily. The non-stop commercials telling me why the other guy sucks. The insults and outrage and hostility and divisiveness fed by our respective echo chamber media consumption. The fact that some people are actually choosing adherence to political alignment over having a broad spectrum of friends representing a diverse assortment of opinions and political ideologies. Everything is STUPID right now.

Campaign spending is expected to exceed $150 million in Montana this year which comes out somewhere in the neighborhood of $200 spent per vote cast, and that figure assumes high voter turnout, exceeding 80 percent which looks to be accurate this election cycle.

Think of the things you could do with $150 million aside from bombarding the electorate with ads to which they’re likely paying little or no attention.

I know in our house those flyers go directly from the mailbox to the trash and the commercials are always a perfect opportunity to change the channel so yeah, money well spent.

Voting is our single best opportunity to participate in our democratic process and to let our voice be heard so yes, by all means, get out and vote.

That being said, I’m not sure everything needs to grind to a halt on Election Day, especially in this age of mail-in ballots and early voting. Considering that by some estimates over 70 percent of registered voters in Montana had already cast their ballots by this morning I feel like we could probably manage to execute our civic duty without the interruption of business as usual on a Tuesday in November.

Maybe it’s just me but at 50 years old I’ve been voting since 1988 and while my voting record may be a hodgepodge ideological evolution of ebbs and flows, there are two things that are constant….one – I’ve never not voted and two – I’ve never taken the day off from work or school or life to cast my vote.

General Election Day is a holiday for state employees which is not a shock. Election Day is NOT a Federal Holiday. The banks are open. The post office is open and for all intents and purposes it is business as usual. However, many college classes have reportedly been cancelled and some businesses are closed, I guess due to the gravity of the situation on this day. LOL

It’s a beautiful November day. Blue skies and sunshine. Maybe not the best fishing conditions but a great day to cast your vote if you haven’t already and then get out and soak it all in.

It’s good to be alive this day. In spite of Covid. In spite of who is or isn’t in office. In spite of who wins and who loses any of these races. And that’s not to minimize the importance of this moment in history. As previously stated, I am an absolute junkie about this stuff and I’m very well aware of the political and social goings on around me and I have thoughts and opinions about ALL OF IT.
BUT – you know what’s more important to me than this election? About a billion things and counting. Namely my family, my faith, and my friends of any and all political persuasions and the rich tapestry of life I will continue to enjoy no matter what happens out there.

Happy Election Day! I hope it goes the way you want it to and I hope that even if it doesn’t, that you will look around you and remember how little all of that actually matters in the scope of your day to day life, the people you love and who love you back and the things that make up the rich tapestry of your being.

Yes, it’s an election of Critical importance….they all are. Yes, the results of the election will have some effect on all of our lives and the lives of those who come after us but ultimately the sun will set this evening and will rise again tomorrow and we will keep on keeping on.

By Jason Orzechowski|2020-11-03T19:01:33-07:00November 3rd, 2020|Categories: Shop Life, Uncategorized|Tags: Election Day|0 Comments

Autumn Equinox

Autumn has officially arrived and with it the promise of good things to come on the Missouri and surrounding waters.

Terrestrial season is holding on with decent hopper and ant action, particularly in the lower stretches and we’ve begun to see the occasional October Caddis so now would be a good time to work that into your blind dry fly or dry/dropper rotation.

Aside from the terrestrials action we’re in a bit of a holding pattern right now where dry fly fishing is concerned as we await fall BWO’s. Caddis can fill the gap on any given day and pseudos will satisfy the needs of the true dry fly masochists but look for BWO’s to arrive with cooler weather and darker days, hopefully sometime in early October.

The streamer set has begun to arrive on the scene led by our Michigan friends from Schultz Outfitters returning to fish the MO with us this week. It’s a Michigan invasion all week long at Wolf Creek Angler and we’re thrilled to have a bunch of streamer junkies back in the boats with us. Leave the wooly buggers behind, load up the 7 and 8 weights and take cover…it’s time to do this thing Michigan Style! Weeds be damned, it’s big game hunting season on the MO’.

For the less bobber averse set, nymphing is good, especially in the upper stretch and should continue to pad the daily numbers. #18 Black Zebras will be back in stock tomorrow, still no ETA on Frenchies or Purple Weight Flies but fear not, we’ve got bins and bins filled with bugs that will meet or exceed performance expectations. Green Machines, Tung Darts, Gold Weight Flies, Purple or Olive Zebras, Tailwater Sows, Split Case BWO’s, BWO Magic Flies, Soft Hackle Sows, Olive Micromays, Olive or Brown S & M’s, Juju’s, BWO Redemptions, Radiation Baetis, Rainbow Czechs…and on and on.

It looks like we’ll see a nice cool down into the low 60’s this weekend but right back into the mid 70’s the first part of next week. Even so, chilly nights are keeping water temps on the drop. Temps are currently holding at around 61 degrees with flows at or near 4000 CFS. You really couldn’t ask for better conditions for fall fishing but these are definitely the days you’ll want to layer up in the morning knowing that you may be peeling off layers throughout the day but adding them back as that sun dips down.

We’ve got plenty of lodging availability this week though the guide calendar is pretty well filled through early next week. Take the time now while you’re thinking of it to book an October trip with us.
Whether you wish to be pampered with luxury accommodations and gourmet meals at Hidden Canyon Lodge or you prefer the cozy rustic charm offered at Wolf Creek Angler we’ve got you covered. Same great guides and same price for fishing at both, it’s just a matter of what you’re looking for outside of the fishing experience. Give us a call for details or to book your dates at either location.

We welcome fall and hope you join us on the Missouri and Blackfoot Rivers in the coming weeks for the most wonderful time of the year.

By Jason Orzechowski|2020-09-22T21:29:52-06:00September 22nd, 2020|Categories: Uncategorized|Tags: Autumn Equinox 2020, caddis, dry fly fishing, green machine, Hidden Canyon Lodge, juju baetis, Michigan, Missouri River, Montana, October Caddis, running line, Schultz Outfitters, Wolf Creek, Wolf Creek Angler|0 Comments

September 11th, 2020

This is a day I usually do a thoughtful post about remembering 9/11/01 and just as importantly, 9/12/01 when we were truly united as a country after collectively suffering through the physical and psychological trauma of the deadliest terrorist attack on US soil in US history.

Each year for the past several, I would highlight the fact that we, as a nation, seem to be forgetting what it was like that day and the weeks and months following. Maybe that changes next year on the 20th anniversary but this year 9/11 almost feels like an afterthought.

The country is as divided and as polarized as it’s been in my lifetime and in the midst of the Coronavirus Pandemic and the current social unrest and the absolute politicization of both, one can’t help but wonder where it ends.

People on all sides are angry and edgy and we, as a nation have drifted so far from what draws us together and unifies us that it’s tough to even recognize America and what she is becoming.

Tribalism driven by sequestering ourselves to echo chambers of like-minded ideology while we utilize our favorite media sources to fuel our outrage at the other side has created an atmosphere unlike anything I’ve seen.

Thankfully, here in Montana we are as far removed from this chaos as I believe it’s possible to be, though it still seeps in.

So this year all I will say is that we are miles from unity and unfortunately, in many cases, miles from civility and in its totality, it ain’t a great place to be.

On this September 11th I’m thankful to live in what is, in spite of all her imperfections, still the greatest country in the world and rather than urge unity all I can do is look inward and take stock of the amazing blessings in my life and I would urge everyone to do the same.

I’m tuning out from media this day, rather than fueling the fires of outrage. Yes, there is an abundance of chaos out there and I have opinions about all of it, just like you do. But in the absence of civility amongst those keyboard warriors so desperate to prove their points, I’m not going to waste my time with it.

Today I’m going turn my attention to the world by which I’m surrounded. I’m going to appreciate the blue sky and the changing colors. I’m going to enjoy the sunlight on my face and I’m going to spend time this day with the people who are the most important thing in my life. I reject outrage this day and I reject being manipulated into divisiveness and hatred.

On this day I look to the heavens and thank God for everything that is good in my life and for the strength to endure what is not and I pray for this nation and for this world.

These are angry, uncertain and exhausting times but there is light. Light not found in political parties or candidates or social movements but in personal relationships, in kindness to our fellow human beings, whatever their stripes, and in love.

Be the light.

By Jason Orzechowski|2020-09-11T18:41:31-06:00September 11th, 2020|Categories: Uncategorized|6 Comments

Autumn is a magical time on the Missouri – photo by Wolf Creek Angler

The Dog-Day Slog of August is over. At least that’s what the calendar says. There’s been no drastic change on day one of September but according to our lodging book we’re just a few days out from a return to busier days and it can’t come soon enough!

The river has remained quiet with just a handful of folks around on any given day. I would expect that that’s about to change.

Sure, we’ve seen plenty of cancellations for the fall and yes, the world still seems utterly insane (somehow seeming more so every day) but there’s nothing like the arrival of fall to shut the door on the summer season and collectively move us towards new beginnings.

After all, the lazy days of summer are drawing to a close and it’s time to get back into action. A new school year has begun, election season is in full swing, NFL football is on track to start at its normal time of year and fall fishing is about to heat up. And ultimately while we don’t know how any of this will pan out we are ready for the new beginnings.

Of course we’re continuing to track the Covid numbers and we’re continuing to do everything in our power to keep our guests, customers and employees safe and healthy but as we head into autumn we’re excited to embrace the change of season and while it may in fact just be wishful thinking, I for one feel like it’s time to move on. Mind you I’m not talking about moving on from mandates or from doing all of the things we’ve been doing for SIX MONTHS now to protect ourselves and others from sickness. What I’m talking about is moving on from the mental anguish of letting these things drag us down.

I hope to hell things go smoothly this fall. I hope there are no major outbreaks and that school at all levels remains open and continues to make strides towards business as usual. I hope we get through these next couple of months leading up to the election without continuing to be so entrenched in our respective ideologies that we choose politics over relationships, echo chambers over open discussions and tribalism over tolerance.

One thing I do know for certain is that there are places you can go to escape. Places that are a long ways from the chaos. Many of these places are not solely physical locations but are the fusion of beautiful and remote places combined with a renewed and refreshed and relaxed state of mind one can only attain by removing oneself from the daily and immersing oneself in the moment. That moment might consist of wandering in the mountains, wading in a stream or floating down a river. It might consist of simply sitting in silence, unplugging from everything and appreciating the moment for what it is.

Needless to say, there are many places you could go to chase this elusive state of enlightenment (satori) and one of those places is right here, floating down the Missouri River on an early autumn day. Covid disappears, social unrest disappears, politics disappears but only if you allow them to do so. Out here it’s sun and sky, moving water, gentle (and at times not so gentle) breezes and your focus on your cast, your drift and with any luck your proficiency at fighting and landing fish, all the while taking in the amazing scenery around you.

Fly fishing is the ultimate escape from the chaos.

Let us facilitate your escape and deliver this experience to you this fall at Wolf Creek Angler.

By Jason Orzechowski|2020-09-01T20:30:44-06:00September 1st, 2020|Categories: Shop Life, Uncategorized|Tags: fly fishing, Missouri River, running line, Wolf Creek, Wolf Creek Angler|4 Comments

Montana – The Treasure State (AKA The Social Distance State)

With our doors closed now at least through April 24th, it would be a gross understatement to say that life during a global pandemic has taken some getting used to.

Like most small business owners, I have been immersed in the seemingly ever-evolving provisions and procedures of seeking assistance through what will undoubtedly be the biggest financial and economic challenge of my lifetime.

Like all of those who have had their lives and livelihoods put on hold by Covid-19, I spend my days contemplating what the future might hold while ingesting a steady diet of webinars, zoom meetings and phone calls…what our life has become during the pandemic.

I’ve spent some time at the shop but there hasn’t been much to do there that can’t be done from home so why burn the gas to get there? There’s plenty of yard work to be done both at the shop and at home but spring snows have interrupted those endeavors and while it definitely feels and looks like spring today we will be under a winter storm warning starting tomorrow night and will likely see several inches of new snow and the return of single-digit temps on Saturday night.

I’ve spent plenty of time on the couch. Too much television, too much beer, too much junk food. And while I have done some hiking near my home, I’ve not been nearly active enough for my liking.

It was considering these circumstances that I decided Sunday night that I would spend as much time as possible on the water this week. Mind you drift boat fishing is out (unless you are with members of your household), so I decided it was a good time to go solo and visit a few of my favorite walk-wade spots, some close to home, some not so much.

My routine this week has been to spend the mornings answering emails and doing whatever business can be done followed by late morning drives to unspecified locations and afternoons spent standing in moving water doing what brought me here in the first place. It didn’t take long for me to conclude that there is no place in the world I would rather be during these times of social distancing than in the wide-open spaces and secret corners of Montana.

Spring streamer fishing is among my favorites and these last few days did not disappoint. Plenty of fish to hand, none of which were record breakers, but all of which were the perfect dose of euphoria, making even better these great escapes.

Empty roads, sprawling landscapes of mountains and valleys and forests and miles of magical water with nary a soul in sight. Four rivers over three days and I encountered no one which kind of surprised me seeing that everyone is trapped at home these days with nothing to do. But what a blessing. What a blessing to live in a place where we can always go out and do our thing and maintain social distance, sometimes to the extreme if we choose. I can not imagine what it’s like to live in a heavily populated area with nowhere to escape to and just to address the issue, I have heard plenty of people making the point that this isn’t a vacation, that you’re supposed to stay home but in Montana I would disagree.

Here we can cover miles of uninhabited space in a day, visiting the places we love, doing the things we want to do while not exposing ourselves or being exposed to anyone.

So, take that Coronavirus. You can disrupt our world. You can destroy our economy, but you cannot take this from me! Amid the scariest, most unprecedented thing I’ve seen in my lifetime I will continue to do what I love in the places that stir my soul.

That being said, as much as I love it, spending my days fishing does not pay the bills. So while I feel blessed beyond measure to live in this place and to be able to social distance in this way, like everyone else, I am ready to go back to work.

By Jason Orzechowski|2020-04-10T14:21:36-06:00April 10th, 2020|Categories: Shop Life, Uncategorized|Tags: COVID-19, Montana, running line, social distancing, Wolf Creek, Wolf Creek Angler|0 Comments

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