Yesterday was streamer chucking weather. 45 degrees and spitting rain. With cooler weather like this over the last few days, I thought it was just about time for the big nasties to start moving out of the lakes and into the rivers to spawn. The first fish on was this hefty boy just shy of 22". He was just starting to think about maybe making some sweet trout love when a large, slighlty smaller version of himself darted by, thoroughly pissing him off.