Bill Kiene semi-retired
04-20-2018, 08:43 AM
I have fifteen or twenty days in this winter fishing and do not have an adult to hand other than fishing the Trinity and Klamath, which I count differently from the coastal streams. Too many cast to count. Monday I make the same cast, manipulate the line and fly like so many others before and anticipate something happening on the swing. I feel something midway through the drift. Is it the fly rubbing bottom? It happens again. Now I know it is a fish. Finally it grabs solidly and pulls off twenty or thirty feet of line and comes loose on the first jump. I am charged up. Make five more cast and the same thing happens, soft pluck, another and a hook up. Fish runs way down river and running line get tangles on a snag. Hand the rod to my partner and wade out and lucky enough to get the line off the branch. Fish is still there but way down stream, fortunate enough that it could take line while engaged with the snag. Land the fish, ten pound bright hen. Go back to the part of the run I was at make three more cast and have another hook up, loose it on the first jump. Time to go home. So I make eight to ten cast and have three takes after making a thousand or so that is what keeps me coming back for more.
Bruce S
Bruce S