Ted Fay Fly Shop — Attraction in Dunsmuir

Just returned to Dunsmuir after a long drive to the Eagle Point National Cemetery to pay my respects to my elder brother. Thoughts were of a stopping at the Burger Barn for a tasty evening burger and fresh fries. OPEN sign caught my eye. Completely forgot about the famous Ted Fay Fly Shop. Turned sharply to park without signaling, probably pissed off the driver behind me. I noticed he was craning to stare at the fn person making a wild turn. Forgot about it being Wednesday, open for business. Crawled out of the car, legs can't walk like the young days. What a fantastic shop. Oodles of gear. Talking with Bob's friend about the geographic layout of the upper Sacramento river. Very interesting. He left for his special Philadelphia sandwich at the Burger Barn. Talking with Bob a short spell before he closed for the day. Purchased a handy smoothie pair of pliers to bend the hook barb down. Interesting he has visitors from Santa Cruz to Lompoc. Will return later...

The Ted Faye Fly Shop is exactly how every fly shop should be. It all starts with Bob Grace who, in a couple of decades of frequenting his shop, has NEVER failed to greet me with a smile and welcoming attitude. Bob is a one of kind fly shop owner; he actually likes his customers and we all feel like old friends. The shop is located within minutes of the Upper Sacramento river and Bob will always help with directions to whatever kind of fishing you are looking for. Additionally, just a short drive away, is the beautiful McCloud River and any number of other superior fly fishing streams. Bob's shop is always well stocked with exactly what one is looking for. I've never been in there and come away wanting.

When you decide to fish the Upper Sacramento and surrounding area make it a point to stop in his shop and experience it for yourself. You will never be...

In the mid 1950’s, teenage Gary got to fish the upper Sacramento with Ted Fay and my uncle, Wendell Dungan, and stay in a cabin at Ted’s motel above the river NW of the old bridge. No freeways! My uncle was the State Health Inspector covering Shasta & Siskiyou Counties, inspecting restaurants and municipal water systems, but really he was a fisherman who found a job to support his travel between fishing holes. At that time, the water system at Happy Camp was spring-fed into an open flume. I recently met a couple named Ted & Faye, prompting good memories and a google search. I was tickled to see Ted Fay’s name has been kept alive. I must...