The latest storm "The Massacre After Valentines Day" left 4 feet, 4 inches at my humble abode. There is nothing like a good dump! I spent 14 hours in three days working with snow, all this just at my house and private road. There was a time in my life when I was a professional snowboarder and all I did was ride 7 days a week. It was a sweet life and now realize how lucky I was. Powder days now consist of plowing, blowing, and shoveling. That's OK I guess, these are the cards I'm dealt with and I'll live with them. The positive to this all is that my beloved lakes will fill up and those trout will grow bigger. I've been busy getting all my paperwork, advertising, and flies tied for my guide service this year. I've also put together a kick ass presentation for fly clubs on Lake Davis and Frenchman's reservoir, and have been writing feature articles for various fly fishing mags (Can't say a peep but you will see soon enough). Plowing trout water is a tough job but some body's got to do it!
A Native Northern Californian with 49 years of hands on fly fishing for trout, Jon Baiocchi carries on the tradition of sharing the knowledge and the passion passed down from his father, a fly fishing hall of famer, and a legendary voice for saving California fisheries for over 40 years. Jon’s home is the rich flora and fauna of the foothills to the Northern Sierra. Fly fishing, guiding, public speaking, tying, writing, and teaching. The Baiocchi family legacy continues...
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