The rain was moving in but the river was still dropping so off we headed to the N. Fork of the Nehalem to battle it out with all the other bait chuckers below the hatchery. To my surprise there were not all that many people. Only four cars in the upper lot. We worked the section just below the handicap dock to the bend and saw several Steelhead that were moving around but none that were interested in my fly. In fact they weren’t interested in the large pink jig I put on either. The guy next to me caught a nice fish on a similar pink jig right in front of my feet.
We dove to the other side of the river and hiked down about a half mile but saw no fish (or really good water). The river was rising quick with the rain and so we called it a day. I consoled myself on the way home by eating a bag of Goldfish. So I actually caught dozens of fish that day!
That is gorgeous. Must be nice to have someone take photos of the fishing for you. It’s usually just me and my gorillapod.
Amazing scenery.