Ben Paull amidst moss, timber, and evergreen...
Ever since I started this fly fishing game as a 13 year old I've been enamored by images of steelhead and the beautiful rivers, mountains, and deserts they call home. Scenes of two handed casting surrounded by the temperate rainforests of the PNW have always captivated my attention. Flanked by moss covered trees anglers appeared to be lost in a Dr. Seuss book as they probed deep emerald green waters in search of a steelhead fresh out of the ocean. These images became engrained in my imagination and persisted in my dreams at night. Over the last several years, I've led a deliberate lifestyle that has prioritized these experiences. This past spring, I took full advantage of an earlier break and booked tickets to Seattle. A few hours after landing, I woke up Ben Paull in a motel in Forks, Washington to head to the river. What followed was an incredible experience in the very environment I day dreamed about for so long...
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