2 summers ago I mis-read the regs on the Entiat river and spent a morning fly-fishing for trout below the deadline. (Not far below, but below).

After c-n-r a few beautiful fish I though to myself. "This water is absolutely incredible, these fish are absolutely aggressive, and I am having waaaaay to much fun. . . I must be poaching."

Sure enough after a quick re-read of the regs, I figured out I wasn't high enough in the river, and drove up to the open area, where the fishing sucked and the fish were small.