The Drake

Get Well Soon

BEFORE FIRST LIGHT hit any of the famed pools along Oregon’s North Umpqua on the morning of September 8th, the Archie Creek fire had already begun. I woke up at 5 a.m., when the power went out at the Dogwood Motel, and I opened the door to darkness and an eerie wind. It was blowing so strong it was snapping tree limbs—very unusual for a pre-dawn September morning on the North.

It’s always dark when you’re heading out to fish on this river, but it was darker

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