I used to fish every week when the steelhead or coho were in. Some of my favorite memories are fishing solo and being the first one on the gravel bar and catching a couple steelhats before others got there.

But a series of things happened that put a stop to most of that.

I went ass over teakettle on a muddy bank and broke my shoulder, which took months to heal. So I stopped fishing solo. Add on fewer and shorter seasons and fewer fish, I just lost motivation to get up a o'dark 30.

Now the only time I go is when I can catch a boat ride. Climbing over car sized boulders is a game for the young'ns.