"At 3 pm Webb Thompson and I drove up to Wookey’s place and parked at the edge of the road. We walked across a small field to the river and found a beautiful flat stretch of water. We stood on a low bank, admiring the drift in front of us, when a fish broke water in mid-stream. We rushed down the bank into the water and started fishing. On my fifth cast I hooked a fish, which I landed down the gravel bar near the tailout 20 minutes later. Webb lost one while I played mine. Every few minutes, a fish would break water along the 150 stretch in front of us. We had found a glory hole and continued to hook fish until dark. We hooked nine, landing six to 22 pounds."