Gman and I fished the Fraser in the Rosedale Aggasiz area yesterday. We chucked out the heavy lead and green doctors to see if we could persuade a spring to bite.

After about an hour, just when we had been lulled into calmness I hear the bell and Gman yells "You gota fish". My back was turned to the rod holder at the time, and I didn't see the strike, but from Gman's excitement I knew it was solid strike. I did the 10' dash to the rod holder, set the hook, continued reeling and felt nothing. Then I felt the line tighen up and assumed my weight was snagging. The rod tip had a sharp bend when all of a sudden I felt the head shaking of a spring and realized the fish was still there . The spring had been swimming in the whole time until it finally realized it was hooked. After a brief but exciting fight a nice red spring was beached.



We continued to fish but as the showers started turning to rain we decided to pack it in. We already had all the gear packed, except the rods of course, when Gmans bell goes off.  He goes to set the hook but this time the fish is no longer there. We decide to fish a little longer, just in case a fresh school is moving thru, but have no further luck.

The spring was the first one for myself caught on the bar rod.