Andre - I relive my days in the pacific northwest vicariously through such posts! I remember how privileged I felt being able to walk a trail to a stretch of glacial river just minutes from my home. One of the biggest steelhead I ever hooked was probably 7 miles from my former home, a big native March fish in the lower river just past tidewater. I didn't land it either.
I look forward to the next time I swing a fly in water where a silver missle might be...
I look forward to the next time I swing a fly in water where a silver missle might be...