Several years ago the Deschutes was unfishable below the White River for several months. During that time I made three trips from my home in Yakima to the mouth of the Deschutes in order to ride my bike a few miles upstream and swing flies. It was futile, but the solitude almost made it worthwhile.
My third trip I found a black Panther Martin spinner on the bank. I clipped off my big, black leech, tied on the spinner and found I could cast it just fine with my 14' 9 wt spey rod. I fished the ledges below Miller Camp (East bank Wagonblast), hooked and landed a nice wild fish, drove home and took a shower.