Nice stories guys...i love it!!!...c

I do remember the first one that i lost...that too would be on the Kalama, but more near the Kalama camp ground...we crossed the river and hit the bend, that fish hit hard and took off like i never could have imagined...as people say, up and down the river...i had a few times to land it, but never knew or thought it was ready...just when i thought i woudl land it it turned and popped off...gone!!...goodbye....i sat on the river for at least five full mins so dissapointed i cant explain, but im sure if you look back you would understand...it was hard to take...but i was hooked on fishing before ever landing a fish...something about the challenge...i could only wish i learned anything from a father, grandfather, aunt, uncle, mother....they all think im crazy...except when i send em fish...but i truly do wish i could have learned from my dad...some here may take it for granted, but i know they dont for real...but man...i did have a chance to take my dad fishing last year...he came up, and i didnt do the Everett Coho Derby so i could fish with him and my Grandpa and Uncle...came to a point in time where we needed to buy a license for em...and my grandpa, who loves to fish in Lousiana, said...." i reckon its tooo cold"...i had the boat ready and all...it was a terrible let down....but i have years to try to convert em...hahaha...c