Oh my Gawd....we drove to the Quilcene last weekend to see if it was worth banking it.
What a nauseating site that was. Shades of Deliverance with a bunch of backwoods hicks using every means at their disposal to yard a fish out of the water.
I especially envied the guy with the treble reeled up to the tip of his rod, probing it under the root wad where the fish were trying to hide. Periodically he'd yank it backward, trying to snag one. ( "But lookie, Officer, it's hooked in front of the gillplate, so it's legal, ain't it?!" )
Yup....I'd like to bring him home to my mama.