We started day 2 up river in one of Dad's favorite spots, we'd fish though the hole once, and we're going back through some less likely spots when i looked down to see dad's rod doubled over and it was fish on! This battle was exceptional for a fish that had been in the river for awhile, another hard fight and another fish with an adipose fin attached. Here he come's headed in.
A soft landing, and a quick pop of the pliars, and this guy was turned right around on his way. A healthy splash of his tail, and sailing back to the depths of river deserved high fives and a feeling of satisfaction for dad.
We fished awhile longer here, and i managed to loose 2 fish, seeing both breifly. Guess i'm just a little rusty. We headed back to the camper for some lunch then a quick trip into town for some gas and ice and a plotting of where we should fish this evening. The river was on the clear and dropping meaning for some more promising fishing.
Once back we headed down river into where i'd caught my fish the day before. Within a few casts i hear the rustle of boots on the beach and look down river to find dad doing this once again!
Another fish on! And this one was making a big splash....indicating a BIG fish!
Ya, it's a big fish!!!! Gotta wait for it though.....
WOW! Now that's a HOG and a hatchery fish to boot! Gutted and gilled this fish tipped the scales at 13 pounds, so if you add 2-3 pounds for the guts and gills this steelhead was in the 15-16 pound class. That's a nice winter fish in any river!
So, that ended day two of the trip. Just as we arrived back at the camper brother Ben arrived and we had a great dinner of fish taco's, cold beer and an evening filled with a lot of bullshit!
Stay tuned for day 3.......
From the North where we head south to see big fish too...which is nice
Mark...The Iron Skillet
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