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This is the first fly pattern I ever tied, back in 1974 before there were Vimeo vids., You Tube vids., SBS’s on Forums and BLOGS and books with SBS diagrams (in color). It  appeared in Roy Patrick’s “Tie Your Own Flies”, published in 1956…

PACIFIC KING -1-PACIFIC KING – Roy Patrick – Daiichi 1560, #18…

I tied this pattern on Mustad 3906 hooks in sizes #12 – #14 when I first began tying…there was not much else around. Here is the recipe for the original pattern which Roy Patrick designed for use in the Eastern Sierras in 1940…

BOOK FIRST FLY TIED -5-The “original” recipe…

BOOK FIRST PATTERN -4-I first saw the pattern in this great listing of patterns – over 1000 in here – published in 1970. I picked it up in 1974…

ROY PATRICK TYOF -1-This book, published in 1956, has the SBS for the pattern…drawings – no photos…

PACIFIC KINGS -1-Some PACIFIC KINGS in #18, note that the tail is omitted, to imitate and emerging Caddis Pupa…I did this on the first batch I tied, as well…

Mat PACIFIC KING -1-Materials for the PACIFIC KING…

HOOK: Daiichi 1560, #12 – #18

THREAD: Tiemco 16/0, White – Under Abdomen – Tiemco 16/0, Black, Thorax forward

ABDOMEN: Micro Floss, Insect Green – Cascade Crest

BACK (OVER ABDOMEN): Micro Floss, C. Brown – Cascade Crest

RIB: Ultra Wire, Black, SM or x-sm – 4 turns

BEARD: Speckled Hen Hackle, Black, Nature’s Spirit

WING: Black Squirrel Tail, White Fox Fur and Feather

This is the place I first tried out this pattern…”dapped” and swung in the current…

malonepinecreekMichael and Ally standing in Lone Pine Creek, Lone Pine, CA in just about the same spot I caught my first Trout on this fly pattern…

lone-pine-area1Lone Pine, California…in the High Sierras…

owens-lpc-1Another spot, on Lone Pine Creek, where a “bow and arrow cast” would work…and did – with this little guy…

owens-a-h-lpc-11Ally and HERO…above that same section of Lone Pine Creek where she and her brother Michael were standing in the middle of the stream…

POP NAD CHIL PAC KING -1-PT and Nadia rockin’ it at Chilko Lake, BC where this pattern took some nice Rainbows back in ’76…

JEAN RF PAC KING -1-Jean Marie, swinging a PACIFIC KING, on the Roaring Fork River, near Aspen, CO…back in the day…

POP FP PAC KING -1-PT… used that pattern on the Frying Pan too !!!

EAST WALKER GAUGE PK -1-Another good location to use this pattern…The East Walker River…in the early Summer and Fall…

LIL MOO BAVARIA -2-Lil’ MOO…on a mission to find the elusive “German Black Squirrel”…in Bavaria… last week…

NEXT: An ANNELID

PT/TB

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Michael and Aimee came back to LA for a brief visit this past weekend…so we did what we generally do…,get together and BBQ…

FLYIN LITTLE MOO -1-Little MOO flies … thanks to Dad (Greg)…

MOO LA KIDS GP -1-The Grandkids with Granpa Hong…

MOO LA AIM MOM NAD -1-Aimee’s Mom, Michael and Nadia…

MOO LA AL GREG -1-Ally and Greg make certain all the veggies and salads are ready…

MOO AIMEE LA -3-Michael handles the flippin’ chores…

ALLY GRANDPA MA -4-Ally and her Grandfather…

ALLY N' JEAN MA -1-Ally and her Mom, Jean Marie…

MOO LA JEAN -1-Ally, Jean Marie, Aimee and a hidden Michael…

MOO LA LIL Moo -1-Little MOO ready for his close-up…

MOO LA FAM -1-Busy eaters…

MOO LA G LM M A -1-Michael says something funny to Aimee while Little MOO gets all grabby…

MOO LA POOL -1-Michael floatin’…

MOO BUGS EAST -1-Michael and PT go through some fly boxes for patterns to be used back East… on some waters Michael visits…

PT/TB 

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With our visit,  this past weekend, to this legendary Hollywood eatery, four generations of my family have broken bread here:

MUSSO N FRANK FRONT -8-Musso & Frank Grill, 6667 Hollywood Boulevard, Hollywood, CA…

MUSSO N FRANK 20's -12-This is how it looked in the early 20’s …

MUSSO N FRANK COUNTER -13-When my Dad (Jess Barker) came from New York to Los Angeles, this was the first place he ever ordered dinner…at this counter…

MUSSO N FRANK 40's -11-That would have been around this time…and about same time he started bringing my Mom here when they were dating…

MUSSO N FRANK THE BOOTH -14-This is the booth they liked to sit in, in the main room…where Greg and I had our first meal here in 1948…

MUSSO N FRANK FIRST ROOM -9-This is the other side of Musso’s, from the entrance. off Hollywood Blvd.

MUSSO N FRANK 12 -3-Lil MOO (Miles) and Mom (Nadia)…in the booth for his first visit…

MUSSO N FRANK BAR -10-The Bar, where the best Martini in Los Angeles is made…

MUSSO N FRANK 12 -1-Ally ( with one of those Martinis) salutes her sister, on her birthday…

MUSSO N FRANK MENU -15-THE MENU…

MUSSO N FRANK 12 -4-Dad (Greg) and Miles wait for the food…

MUSSO N FRANK 12 JUICY -2-New York Steak, Creamed Spinach, Onion Rings and Sauce Bearnaise…the usual with my companion…

MUSSO N FRANK 12 MILES -7-Miles (where he isn’t supposed to be) getting ready to sing “Happy Birthday” to Mom…

MUSSO N FRANK 12 -5-Happy Birthday Nadia !!!

MUSSO N FRANK 12 -6-Miles likes this place and that is good…because we are coming back next week – to celebrate Michael’s graduation and move to NYC with Aimee…

PT/TB  Christmas Smilies - Xmas

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Ally and I went North to Occidental, CA for the wedding…These are some of the photos that we took. The other photos I took, were taken with film and will be added with some additional photos taken by other guests and family, at the wedding…later…

Occidental, CA ….just West of Sebastopol…

ALLY arrives on time so I can get a photo of before sunrise on the I-5, near the Grapevine

Somewhere in the Central Valley…South of Bakersfield…

The only photo I have ever taken of the Golden Gate Bridge…North into Marin County…

The hilly, curvy roads of West Sonoma County…got lost more than ONCE

ALLY, working on the slide and video presentation for the wedding…

The families gather for the Friday dress rehearsal…

Jean Marie and I prepare to walk Michael down the aisle…er, path in the field…

Ally checking Michael out while Mom takes his picture…

Michael…waiting for Aimee…

There she is…

Ally and Jean Marie approve…

After rehearsal Pizzafest  for Families and friends at the Union Hotel in Occidental, CA…mmmmmm good !!!

Nadia and Greg chow down while Lil’ MOO (MILES) is electronically inclined…

Michael and Jean Marie…posing…

Nadia and Michael…posing…

Nadia showing Aimee a load of baby photos…Hmmmmm…

Lil’ MOO , Lammy and Auntie Ally…

My Daughter Nadia…is henceforth, NOT ALLOWED to touch my camera settings…

PT with Michael and Aimee…

Greg and Lil’ Moo at the house in the redwood grove that Nadia found for us…

In the background – the Yoga and Meditation platform…

Nadia’s viewpoint…

Surrounded by a redwood deck…

A view from the back of the house…

Nadia catches up on herbal reading…

Ally continues working on the slide show…

PT takes a stroll to the meditation garden…

Putting things into perspective…

Lil’ MOO wants to look for bears…

Thanks Nad, this place was GREAT !!!

The seating is ready…

The dinner tables are ready…

Michael has to run additional wire for sound and lights…

Ally gives further instructions…

The dance area is done…

Aimee and Ally prep the wine bar…

The Wedding Cake table for serving…

The guest book sign in and leave a Polaroid…

Where U been, Where U going…pin the map, leave a card…kittys and dogs eat here…

Flowers and candles...everywhere

Michael does more chores…

Ally tests the minted water…

One last beer with the guys…

Ally and Michael…

Michael with his Grandparents, Larry and Marie, Dad, Ally and Jean Marie…

Ally and Dad…

The Groom waits…

…for Aimee, on the arm of her Dad and a kiss from Mom…

Michael and Aimee exchange vows…(all this was shot on film and will be added to…later)

During the ceremony, Lil’ MOO samples a GRAVENSTEIN APPLE while O’POP fiddles with his film camera…

Miles, Nadia, Greg, Aimee, Michael, Aunt Cindy and Jean Marie…

Just ALLY….

Michael and Aimee a moment alone …(well, kinda’ – Nadia captured them)…

Lil’ MOO, looking to make mischief before the wedding dinner…

Aimee’s Sister, Noelle, offers a toast…

Nadia catches Dad – lost in thought…

A toast from Michael’s friend…one of many…

First (MARRIED) dance…

The Wedding Cake…

Michael shares a few thoughts before he and Aimee cut the Wedding Cake…

Aimee gives Michael the first bite…

Back to San Francisco…

Ally picks up HERO – aka/Zero from her friend Liz in San Francisco on our way back to LA…

Next: MORE for above and the flies…

PT/TB  

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Well, everbody is moving around…

My Grandson Miles at LAX, last night, being chased by his Dad – Greg as he prepares to board a flight to Munich with his Mom – Nadia to visit his Grandmother in Augsburg, Germany…

…meanwhile, PT is headed up to the Eastside tonight, to hook up with Michael and Aimee who are driving over from the Bay area…

…and, in a couple of weeks, Michael and Ally are going to China with their Mom (Jean Marie Hon)…to get in touch with their “roots”…Actually, Jean was in Hong Kong in early 1985, doing a movie pilot for CBS-TV, Titled “Blade in Hong Kong” and Michael was all over China in May, 2010…This is Ally’s first trip…

Michael, on the Great Wall…May, 2010…

I will obviously be putting up a lot of photos and reportsthe recipes for the below patterns, with some information on their success, WILL be posted when I return…

P/TROUT-OUT…

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My son Michael and fiancee Aimee came down from the Bay area to celebrate the arrival of Michael’s new nephew Miles…they look good together…

Ally, The “BABY WHISPERER” takes over for a while…

Nadia (MOM), ANGELO (FF DOG) Greg (DAD), Miles, Michael and Aimee…

PT/TB

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The new Fly Fishing Grandson came into this world at 6:47 AM (PST)…

MILES via IPhone…

Teensy – Weensy…

DAY OF MILES….

Picking up Grandma, who flew in from Germany, at the Langham Hotel in Pasadena, CA…

Auntie Ally, “Where’s the food?”….

Ally, Nadia and Miles…

Ilse. Nadia and Grandson…Miles…

(Auntie) Ally, (Grandmother) Ilse, (Dad) Greg, (Mom) Nadia…and Miles…

Grandmother and Grandson…

Mom…sideways snuggle and white noise….

Auntie and Nephew…Nadia has dubbed Ally – “the baby whisperer”….

DAD (Greg), MOM (Nadia) and…MILES…

Grandson and some “old guy” who will be forever GRATEFUL for this:

If we are painstaking about this phase of our development, we will be amazed before we are half way through.

We are going to know a new freedom and a new happiness.

We will not regret the past nor wish to shut the door on it.

We will comprehend the word serenity and we will know peace.

No matter how far down the scale we have gone, we will see how our experience can benefit others.

That feeling of uselessness and self pity will disappear.

We will lose interest in selfish things and gain interest in our fellows.

Self-seeking will slip away.

Our whole attitude and outlook upon life will change.

Fear of people and of economic insecurity will leave us.

We will intuitively know how to handle situations which used to baffle us.

We will suddenly realize that God is doing for us what we could not do for ourselves.

Are these extravagant promises? We think not. They are being fulfilled among us—sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly. They will always materialize if we work for them.

3rd ed. Big Book pg. 83 & 84

Congratulations Nadia and Greg !!!

PT/TB

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Well, it’s getting to be about that time…So, my daughter Nadia decided to gather family and friends together to celebrate the upcoming arrival of the new addition to the clan of Fly Fishers…

The HAPPY MOM, my oldest daughter, Nadia…

Ally and Angelo, before the MOB arrives…

A part of the spread that Greg and Nadia put out…

Jean checks out the “ONEZIES” room, set aside for adults to do some painting…

The BABY’S room…still space for a fly tying desk…

Ally and her Grandfather…Jean’s Dad…

More food…

Nadia and Greg schmooze…Ally observes…

The painting table…

Barry’s creation…

Rex freehands…

Susanna’s FINN…ISHED….

Jean paints and reports on her progress to Michael in SF…

Susanna, Nadia and Ally…

Finnegan shows his Dad how to do it…

Ally’s effort, with Chinese characters provided by Great GrandaMA…

PlanetTrout’s rather lame attempt at at a Trout and Fly for his GrandSon…

Something a bit more macho…my girls…Ally and Nadia…

L-R. GREG (The DAD), NADIA (The MOM), Angelo (The DOG), (Great Grandmother) Marie Hong, (Grandmother) Jean Marie, (Sister/Aunt) Ally Barker, (Grandfather) Tim Barker…got all that???…

PT/TB

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Rumor has it that a new male member will be joining the PlanetTrout Fly Fishing Community come January, 2011…

at least, that was the reason I was given for painting those walls in shades of Blue, Green and Mustard to match that painting my daughter Nadia is holding in her hands…

It seems like it was only yesterday that Nadia was this size…

I suppose I will be pulling this tome out of my library to interest the little fella’ in all things fishy…great bed time reading…

I see some assistance, in the proper schooling of this young lad, from “Aunty” and “Uncle”

PT/TB

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Thanks to Ally, I came across some photos of Nadia and I that were taken in September, 1976 at the Chilko Lake Lodge in British Columbia, Canada…Like and idiot, I only shot slides on this particular trip…never did that again…through the years, due to some careless storage on my part, they have deteriorated . Here they are…

The Chilko River, seen from the air…

The airstrip at Chilko Lake Lodge…get me on the GROUND!!!

My daughter Nadia reminded me that I took a four day trip to Chilko Lake, BC in the fall of 1976 with her and Ilse. That trip had eluded my memory for some reason – although I must admit that it was one of the best trips I have ever taken over a four day period.

(PHOTO – Chilko Lake Lodge)

My friend, Fritz Wepper was friends with a group of young Germans who had decided to relocate their families to the interior of British Columbia. They had pooled their resources and purchased Chilko Lake Lodge sometime in the mid seventies. Fritz knew that I worked in the Public Relations profession and thought that it might be a good idea if we all hooked up. They contacted me and arranged for the three of us to fly to Vancouver, BC where one of the owners, who was a pilot, would fly down and pick us up (the lodge had it’s own airstrip).

Chilko Lake at sunset…

I had a client at the time who was taping a Canadian television show in Vancouver, so I stopped briefly by the set and returned to the airport where this fellow met us – in a single prop aircraft. I DON’T LIKE single engine aircraft. I have jumped out of most of the things the Army and Air Force use to drop parachutists – and other than a Huey, none of them had one engine. I white knuckled it all the way to Chilko Lake.

Flying around mountains I don’t like to fly around…

When we arrived we were met by a gaggle of Moms, Dads and offspring who warmly welcomed us. We had flown over many magnificent rivers, lakes and mountain ranges on our way to the lodge. They showed us to our quarters which was a grand room in the main lodge and we then settled down for a gourmet meal with many bottles of brew. I was introduced to an elderly gentleman who was born in Prussia who had fished for salmon and trout all over the world. He asked me if I would like to join him that afternoon down river in one of the lodge’s boats which was powered by a 50hp. Mercury engine. I put my gear together and stuffed streamers and bucktails into my vest. I decided to fish my Leonard with a sinking line.

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Docks at Chiko Lake…

One of the German owners of the Lodge in the boat Nadia and I used…

Chilko Lake, BC…seen from the air…

The Chilko River flows out of Chilko Lake. Below the Lodge, it is broad and swift. We anchored our craft behind a small island in the middle of the flow about a quarter mile down from the lodge. I attached a #6 Mickey Finn pattern to my 7 1/2′, 2x leader and began casting into the current, letting the fly swing below me before retrieving. The water was full of coho salmon, heading upriver and into the lake’s tributaries to spawn. My partner fished a big dark streamer on a 9′ Bamboo rod with a Hardy reel attached. As we fished, he related his wartime experiences to me – he had survived both the first and second World Wars. Soon, he was into a fine fish. I reeled in my line and reached for the landing net. Within a half hour, this older (more experienced) fellow caught and released five good fish – all but one were Dolly Vardens, the other was a plump and feisty Rainbow.

Nadia, getting ready for her adventure…

As the afternoon progressed, I learned some advanced aspects of streamer fishing from this aged angler. He showed me how to tie a Duncan Loop and how to use a half-hitch around the front of a streamer to change its draw through the water. Finally, at dusk, I started to score and took several nice Rainbows. The largest was 23″ and it came to my Mickey Finn. We returned to the Lodge at nightfall and enjoyed another sumptuous meal. Nadia fell asleep in my lap in front of a roaring fire.

The following morning, we decided to take advantage of the Lodge’s horses and went for an extended ride along the shore of the lake. We returned for lunch where my hosts invited me to go up once again in that damned plane to look for Dahl Sheep which they would, later in the fall -hunt. I somewhat hesitatingly loaded my carcass into the aircraft and spent the next two hours flying around lofty, snow capped peaks with the wing tips inches off the mountainside. I saw the sheep…get me outta’ here!!!

Nadia and POP, chillin’ by Chilko Lake…

That evening was better. I loaded Ilse and Nadia in the watercraft and headed toward the Chilko Lake outlet. I fished to the banks with both my Leonard and Winston,  small Adams and Royal Wulff patterns. A hunter’s moon hung in the sky. The trout, none of which was over 15″ went crazy. In the fading light, which lasts till 10 o’clock in these elevations, Nadia and I caught and released over 50 fish.

More Trout, just around the bend…

The next morning, Nadia and I loaded into the boat early. I took my 11′ fiberglass rod and rigged it with a sinking line to which I added, 6ft. of lead core line and a short 1x leader. I started with a black #2 dace pattern and slowly trolled up and down the river below the small island I had previously fished. Nothing…

I then put on a white muddler minnow #2 and trolled it at a bit faster pace. Suddenly, Nadia ( who was 4 ) jumped out of her seat, screamed and pointed at the rod tip which was bent to the water. I slowed the boat and heaved back on the rod. I thought I had snagged the bottom. On my second pull, a huge form blasted out of the water behind the boat, dropped to the river, sending spray everywhere. Now I got a problem. I put Nadia at the wheel and asked her to hold the front of the boat into the current. That explanation wasn’t understood. The fish is on and I’m envisioning us being swept down current to the next territory. After more that a few terrifying moments I finally got the fish to the stern of the boat and netted it. It was a grand 9lb. Rainbow that had inhaled the fly. This one I kept. I dropped it into the boat, grabbed my pliers and removed the hook. I put the fish into a stowaway compartment on the side of the boat and told Nadia to sit on it. The fish heaved and slammed the top of the compartment until Nadia jumped up and scrambled up to the bow of the boat . “Dad”, she screamed, ” smack that fish on the head and KILL HIM!”. I looked at this blond, flowing mass of hair coming out of an orange life jacket ,with snot and tears running down her face and said, ” OK”. I reached into the box and whacked the fish in the head . It stopped struggling. Nadia wouldn’t step towards the stern of the boat for the remainder of the day.

THE FISH…

THE DAUGHTER

We left the next day…in that same plane. Nadia hasn’t fished with me, in a boat, since…

PT/TB

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