No sympathy needed here!

Just a little self-absorbed venting!

The summer run was in pretty decent shape...a buck of about eight pounds.

One of the silvers was a solid sixteen or seventeen pounds...a hen at that! A little too red to haul back to the truck, but don't think I didn't contemplate it.

*visions of three pounds of steelhead bait danced in his head*

Most of the silvers were very decent...one of the bucks was getting a little scabby, and the rest of the bucks were rocket red...but full of vim and vigor, to say the least!

The hens were all worth catching, if not as lively as the big bucks were.

The winter runs were quite lively, putting on surface shows even in the brief battles...the one that I actually had hooked got up out of the water several times, and I was fishing in full sunlight by then, so it was quite a flashy show.

Sure would have liked to punch a couple more on my card, though...the one I had to the bank already had his dance card filled for Sunday night, as we have dinner guests...I was picturing him on the BBQ!

Don't count your dinners before they're bonked!

Fish on...

Todd