Last week I waded to a place where I could get a decent swing.
Had to time the high stickers on the far bank and fly splashdown was at their toes but I only tangled twice in a couple hours of fishing.
Once when a guy moved in below me and cast across my drift unknowingly.
The second when a coho I had on ran into a cannonballers line that was hung on bottom.
All you need is to know how to fish.
Lucky and I making a run on Wed hopefully.
The steelfish build is in gear.
Old school west coast flies.
Size 6 and 10.
Only a couple dozen more of each to go.
Hope I can make myself tie enough to share with Bill.
Starting the 1/0 black estaz flies next.
Oh wait I forgot I don't need those cause I'm not a dirty tail hooking clarist.