Being from Buffalo, NY I have the unique advantage of pursuing both Lake Erie and Lake Ontario fins with Inland trout opportunities not too far away. Who would have guessed that the first week of January would have been my most productive week of the Steelhead season? Who would have thought that it would still even be Steelhead season? Yes, I almost always fish in January but usually it’s more of a battle against the cold and ice than it is against the fish. This time of year in Buffalo is ear marked for endless amounts of “Lake Effect” snow. Anyone who pursues Great Lake’s chrome in the winter knows exactly what I am talking about. The type of snow that falls in sheets and sometimes doesn’t end for days. And when it does you are spending a few more days shoveling yourself out. Well it seems that Old Man Winter has made its return to Steelhead Alley, at least for now anyway. So in January when you have 24 inches of fresh snow on the ground there is no other place I’d rather be than at the tying bench. I actually started tying flies before I began serious fly fishing. There was no one else in my family even remotely interested in fishing and I wasn’t anywhere’s near driving age. So unless I felt like walking 40 miles to go fishing I was going to have to wait and hope for an occasional ride. I started with the basics and made the ascent to classic salmon flies, still waiting to get my damn license. But that time finally came after 4 tries. Yes, I failed my test 3 times. Apparently all that time casting in my backyard should have been spent parallel parking instead. Of course now it’s a different struggle of getting to the streams. The schedule of a dental student doesn’t necessarily cater to that of fly fisherman. So with the return of the snow and tests for that matter it feels good to be back at the bench where it all began; tying Mickey Finns, Parachute Adams, & Gray Ghosts, wondering if it will be a Brown, Brook, or Rainbow that will be fooled by my feathered creations.