Eastern Sierra Fly Fishing Report
Jim Stimson Reports on 12.24.2016

As I gaze out the window this morning, a cold, biting fog drifts in and out of the foothills. The sage and rabbitbrush are coated in a delicate frost from the Poconip. The thermometer sits at a chilly 18º F. I may try to sneak away for a couple of hours to fish the Upper Owens, see what I can dredge up before I hop into the car and make the drive to Southern...