Pastor's Corner

A Dark Valley

I grew up fishing streams in the North Cascades. There is something about having grown up doing a particular activity that magnifies self-confidence. On one occasion it was over-confidence. It’s happened more than just this once, but this is the one that I’m admitting to now.

At the time my schedule pretty much excluded fishing trips and I was starting to look longingly at any bit of water near the road. It was then that I researched the fishing opportunities on the Clear Fork of the Cowlitz on White Pass. It was secluded enough to have fish, but the maps still showed what appear...