I got my butt kicked by a fish. A favorite spot of mine is a deep tailout that turns into a short falls and very fast water. I hooked a fish 5 feet from the falls and wasn't able to convince her to head up river instead of down. My line got caught on a rock and a branch and I thought it was hopeless. I worked my line off the rock and felt a tug i thought was the branch. Well, it was, and the fish! I reeled in the broken branch and untangled it. I reeled in some more line and felt a tug, fish still on! Man was I pumped as I saw the fish jump down stream, chrome and 8+ pounds. I landed it in some soft water and put a swift bonk on her head, this after tripping down stream over mossy rocks next to dangerous fast water. I haven't had an adrenalin rush like that in a while.
What a day.
I hooked and lost another nice hatchery fish that I tried to keep from going down the same rapids, I palmed the reel and it broke off, I was pissed at myself, but I had a fish already to help ease the pain. I also caught a smaller but spunky native to finish off the day, C&R and time for the beautiful sunset walk back to the truck.
Today, I love fishing.

