Spring like weather showed itself this weekend with highs in the 40′s. There was no decision to be made on what boxes we were going to pull out, big bug boxes. The first day we floated a lower section of some small water and it was slow due to alot of traffic. We turned some fish but had trouble getting anything to stick. Just as we started talking about how it was a rough day my bug got wrecked by a dime chrome steelhead. We were close to the takeout and it was a great way to lower the curtain for the day.
The second day found us on some bigger water in what seemed to be a perfect streamer day; warm, overcast, rain and fog. We turned a handful of good fish in the first hour and things slowed down to a screaming halt. We ran typical 30 minute streamer shifts; rower to caster, caster to rower. Time passed. I was at the bottom end of my 30 when I turned a good fish. Another one 40 feet below that. I had missed 2 and figured I needed to row. I made a fewer more casts and locked up, “I’m in!”. After a good battle we netted a killer brown. A couple good shots and it was returned to where it belongs.
Please stop destroying Richards life by hooking these donkeys in front of him. THanks.