Following a late lunch I was debating whether to head out to buy some groceries or head off to my favourite flow. I decided that leftover chicken cordon bleu is not a bad idea for tonight's supper so I gathered my fishing tackle and headed out. Arrived at favourite run and found one angler flogging the water so I decided to head downstream of him to take advantage of the high tide. The water was in perfect condition with approximately 5 feet visibility. I decided to start off using one of my homemade jigs. Four minutes in, my float hesitated as it was swinging across the tailout. I struck, saw a flash and it was gone.
I was very disappointed and hope that the steelhead will give me another chance. Twenty minutes later I had another strike but missed it again as I was watching a bunch of joggers going by. The excellent weather today brought out a lot of joggers and hikers. Guess alot of people had the 24 hour flu today.
I switched over to roe bags. Ten minutes later I had a vicious take down. I struck and saw an approx. 10 lb. steelhead shaking his head in the clear flow. After several head shakes the hook came loose.
Three steelheads in one hour and I lost of them. Damn Vision hooks
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