hooker-of-men
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It has been about 5 years since my first and only unproductive trip to Salmon River, so my brain must've grown just addled enough to accept an invitation for a day trip from a buddy who is very enthusiastic about the fishery.
We hit the Upper Fly for the morning and then spots around the museum parking area through the afternoon, fishing 7 am - 4 pm. There were plentiful fish in both sections, but none of our party could get a single bite. Eggs of all colors, swung streamers, dead drifted streamers, stoneflies, etc. - they actively swam away from anything coming remotely into their zone. I guess they're just getting too beat and spooky from the first wave of the frenzy?
On the plus side, there were very few people in the fly section, and it was nothing like the combat fishing I experienced on my first trip.
There were more people downriver as it got later in the day but still not cheek-to-cheek. That was pleasant. I also only saw a handful of kids trying to rip the fishes' faces off with spinners, so that was... uplifting?
I did accidentally dorsal hook one fish for about 10 seconds, which was a pretty exciting explosion. Luckily, after trying to beach itself, it threw the hook, so I didn't leave it with any of the fancy jewelry some of the fish were dolled up with.
I didn't catch any, but I did have a long conversation with this fellow about wtf I was doing there.
We hit the Upper Fly for the morning and then spots around the museum parking area through the afternoon, fishing 7 am - 4 pm. There were plentiful fish in both sections, but none of our party could get a single bite. Eggs of all colors, swung streamers, dead drifted streamers, stoneflies, etc. - they actively swam away from anything coming remotely into their zone. I guess they're just getting too beat and spooky from the first wave of the frenzy?
On the plus side, there were very few people in the fly section, and it was nothing like the combat fishing I experienced on my first trip.
There were more people downriver as it got later in the day but still not cheek-to-cheek. That was pleasant. I also only saw a handful of kids trying to rip the fishes' faces off with spinners, so that was... uplifting?
I did accidentally dorsal hook one fish for about 10 seconds, which was a pretty exciting explosion. Luckily, after trying to beach itself, it threw the hook, so I didn't leave it with any of the fancy jewelry some of the fish were dolled up with.
I didn't catch any, but I did have a long conversation with this fellow about wtf I was doing there.
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