Well, got back from four days campin it out at the vedder would say it was a nice, rewarding trip despite the cold.... Man, did that wind ever make it miserable out there at times!!!!! :lol: Froze, frozen, wind burned ... you name it, but I toughed it out..... First day was the worst wind wise, got there around 10 am, fished in and around thurston and lost about a 12# doe right next to shore, straightened out my hook if you could believe it! Next day fished hard all day touched absolutely nothing untill the last half hour of daylight when I hooked in to two and landed another nice doe in the same spot as the day before...(sorry no pic, way too cold, at least after tailing her...)My old man and my uncle came up as well but were struggling a lot the first couple of days, as they're pretty green and my dad has a slight knee injury...they weren't around to see my first two hook ups.....and were beginning to get a bit discouraged to say the least. My uncle had to leave and my dad was about ready to, but I convinced him to stay another day as he wanted to leave off early and this is how it went....
Friday was by far the best, fished the first half of the day on the move in a different part of the river, beautifull sunny day, great water and less (not much less, but less) windy than the previous day. Not to mention dad's knee was feeling better....Lost one in one pool, snapped my 6# leader, then during the last half of the day came into a pool I hadn't fished in years. There must've been at least 10 holding in there, because over the next two hours I hooked into a total of 7 fish, 4 brought to the beach all wild. I have a pic of my favorite and will post it soon. Dad didn't hook a thing, but you could tell his optimism had peaked now that he was seeing me hit them almost one after the other, and he decided we should stay another day....hah hah hah :lol: :lol: :lol:
I've saved the best for last, saturday morning I armed him with an arsenal of colorado's, roe bags and even a couple of those ugly pink worms (that don't seem to work for me), and wouldn't you know it a few hours in my paps hooks into a beautifull, slightly colored buck about 15 lbs, he played that fish like a whily old vet, while I played the role of nervous onlooker....wow, what a show!
Well the sad part is, dad lost his fish right next to shore, but it was a great fight and he did very well for his first ever steelie hooked....I think he was just satisfied enough to be hooked on steelheading from here in, and the smile on his face was enough for me!!! He lost another later in the day, and I lost one first thing, and last cast to end off what was in essence a spectacular trip up to the cheddar for the week....I hope all my trips can be as rewarding as this one was...
well worth the cold,
rib
Friday was by far the best, fished the first half of the day on the move in a different part of the river, beautifull sunny day, great water and less (not much less, but less) windy than the previous day. Not to mention dad's knee was feeling better....Lost one in one pool, snapped my 6# leader, then during the last half of the day came into a pool I hadn't fished in years. There must've been at least 10 holding in there, because over the next two hours I hooked into a total of 7 fish, 4 brought to the beach all wild. I have a pic of my favorite and will post it soon. Dad didn't hook a thing, but you could tell his optimism had peaked now that he was seeing me hit them almost one after the other, and he decided we should stay another day....hah hah hah :lol: :lol: :lol:
I've saved the best for last, saturday morning I armed him with an arsenal of colorado's, roe bags and even a couple of those ugly pink worms (that don't seem to work for me), and wouldn't you know it a few hours in my paps hooks into a beautifull, slightly colored buck about 15 lbs, he played that fish like a whily old vet, while I played the role of nervous onlooker....wow, what a show!
Well the sad part is, dad lost his fish right next to shore, but it was a great fight and he did very well for his first ever steelie hooked....I think he was just satisfied enough to be hooked on steelheading from here in, and the smile on his face was enough for me!!! He lost another later in the day, and I lost one first thing, and last cast to end off what was in essence a spectacular trip up to the cheddar for the week....I hope all my trips can be as rewarding as this one was... well worth the cold,
rib
