Finally. My dry spell for doggies (pretty sad huh?) is finally over. And boy did I make up for it.
I hit the green this morning and went 2hrs with only 2 hits. I had been avoiding a hole that was crawling with fisherman because I knew that there had to be fish in other holes too - right?
Well, I headed back to my truck with no luck and feeling bummed (what kind of moron can't catch a chum??). The crowded pool was not so crowded anymore, so I stopped by to see what all the hooplah was about. I tried a few things with no success and decided to try one last thing before I had to race off to work. Bingo. I caught fish after fish until I finally broke off (on purpose) my magic lure/bait that was stuck in a doggy's tail. While others were catching fish as well, no-one was catching them at the rate I was. They kept inching closer and closer to see what I was using and trying to cast into my spot. In about 1/2 hr I hooked 6, landed 5 of which 2 were foul hooked. All were released.
Well, it was nice to get that out of my system so now I can give steelhead my full attention for the rest of the winter.