After checking out the scene on Friday night, we woke up about 3 hours later to get me a license and hit the SR. We rolled in about 30 minutes before first light and we wander through the woods to claim our spot for when fishing legally begins at first light. When the sun rose, this is what we were dealing with….
The number of people there by first light was mind blowing…literally a person every 3 yards on either side, coupled with boats and other fishermen 30 yards across on the other side. The fishing also looked crazy, big salmon busting out of the water. A moldy half dead salmon crashed into my leg and startled me– these were apparently everywhere at this point in the run (I had no idea).
It was a rough morning – Keith snapped his rod, I lost a glove, and some people decided they would stand behind us and cast over us. Even though fish were there, our first spot was too crowded to fish. We hiked around and drove to a different spot but the whole morning was pretty uneventful. We needed to get back into the fish.
We ended up waiting for a spot a bit upstream from the bridge where there seemed to be a bit of action. All salmon though. One fisherman said “a steelhead was caught Wednesday.” Not encouraging for the steele outlook, but at this point we wanted action. We worked ourselves in when someone left and BOOM-keith gets a fish on. It is Steele.
Quick recap of Sunday - Along a row of 10 people near me, I’d say 25 fish were hooked in the first hour and a half of sunlight, and the majority of those were hooked by keith. The fish liked the chartreuse. However, our ratio fell dramatically from day 1…I don’t think I landed a fish all day personally but had some good battles.
I came for 2 things (1) land a steele, and (2) get abused by a fish…both of those things happened. Pumped to do it again.