The boat tips down and rides on the surface as he slows and motors gracefully towards the inlet. We creep into a small cove.The banks are lined with small shacks and newer Costco sized houses. It ends in a tiny stream. With the sun right you can see salmon schooling in the murky water. Congregating, frustrated, and just waiting for the rains to deepen their stream enough so they can go up to spawn, these salmon are leaping like crazy out of the water. Cannon-balling.
Who taught you to cast?
I would like to thank Chris Senyhol of intrepid Anglers for providing a great day of fishing. After talking with me and reading some of the blogs, Chris just seemed to know what would be perfect for me given the day at hand.
On this day I am thinking of heading out to try and catch some bigger fish – there are sea run cut throats in the Snoqualmie. I have little experience with this kind of fishing but, I’ve been told to go to the golf course… there’s some places to wade there.
The golf course has tons of No Parking – No River Access – Violators will be Towed - signs – seeking to strike fear in hearts of the summer invaders who float the river. I accept that defeat and I drive down the road. I see a boat launch. It has a good beach.
It works – a jump, a take, I react with the set - I have a fish – a big fish.
I keep casting for a while, but the day is getting on and I feel content with my catch and thankful for this day. I am ready to go home.
The picture of him in the water comes out, but the one in my hand was not saved.
I first started fly fishing in NY state sometime around 1985 ... mostly I fish in the Snoqualmie Forks -- very small trout but very fun to catch and release. I'm pretty much a home river person - that being said I've had a few fishing adventures. Currently I'm trying some new places on both sides of the Cascades.