Part two of The Journal as just got back from 45 minutes of going for another fish after the sun went off the water but found nothing but an enjoyable outing with a member of this forum.
After landing and releasing the fish I see all the runs below had not been fished yet so I got a little greedy and decided to get first crack at them before the late arrivals began to filter in. By the way the fish that I had just released was nearly as nice as the 15.3 that I caught last week, maybe Rodney will post a picture of it as it was a very beautiful fish that should be shared for all to enjoy.
I work my way quickly through the runs looking for a quick biting fish. In most cases I find if a fish is there you will get it on the first few casts, not always but quite often. After fishing about 4 runs I arrive at one that I have heard some fish have been taken although I have not found any there. It was behind a submerged log that created a nice ripple behind it. The Maple Leaf Drennan was carrying a roe bag payload that was from the 15.3 fish mentioned above.( I had taken the first fish today on pro cured steelhead roe) The MLD had just touched down, goes maybe 15 feet and then is gone from view. For once I set the hook better than I have a few times this season, actually too many times and right away a fish breaks water, does not feel too big but a steelhead is a steelhead that is what matters, in my book anyway.
I have lots of room to play the fish out and I quickly see, much to my disappointment another hatchery, no fish for the tube once again ( I keep getting asked how many taken so far for the brood stock program and I heard today it was at 52 as Toothpick picked one up and got another donated to his tube)
I remove the hook easily and push the 6 or 7 pound doe to deeper water, it goes a few feet then turns 180 degrees swims between my feet and beaches itself upright in a few inches of water.
Thats an odd move as how many times do you lose a fish at the beach and it sure finds the correct direction to flee.
I turn it back 180 degrees and once again it heads to the deeper water and gone from view. Just as the steelhead swims away Lew calls and asks where I am, I tell him and he arrives over the bank and its quickly standing beside me. I tell him in detail about my success feeling pretty good about my second two fish day of the season."Early bird gets the worm" Lew says, in this case he was correct.
We have talked and fished for a couple of minutes when Lew says "whats that fish there in the shallows", I look and sure enough the steelhead has come back to the shallows once again, never seen that before. I rush over to it, concerned about the well being of the fish, I know it was not badly hooked, no sign of blood. I hold it upright in deeper water, prepared to take it if needed but it easily escapes my grasp and scoots away quickly appearing non the worse for wear. " Must have just been in shock and got disoriented" Lew says. I hope he was right as I would not want to waste a fish, I feel it will be OK but of course one never knows for sure.
Lew and I fish for a bit more, more anglers appear as does the wind so we decide to go for a coffee and talk about the morning. After the coffee break Lew heads up river a bit I take a tour of the Vedder Canal area, lots of anglers there maybe the fish are holding there again but I hear only a few taken first thing. I head home for a break and get a call from the Master and I update him.
I then meet up with the 3 of them and fish a bit with Steve and he fools me big time as he says while I am putting my camera away after taking some pictures of him fishing " theres one" I look in his direction and see his rod bent and bouncing. "Way to go Steve' I say as I rush towards him.
"Only a snag Gasdy" he laughs as I have been well tricked. "What a beak you are" I reply.
By this time the sun is beating down pretty good, time to move on as the 3 of them join with a fourth friend and head to the next hotspot. I tour the river a bit before heading home to type part one of The Journal, more than content with my 8th steelhead to the beach this season, not a lot compared to may others but I have enjoyed catching everyone of them as I have enjoyed fishing with Lew, Steve today and others.
Tomorrow is another day, another Journal and maybe if I am lucky another steelhead that at times can do strange things but of course they are that mystical fish that keeps us coming back to the river, time after time.