1,000 Casts Later

This is the first year that I have really tried to go out and find a Steelhead here in Oregon—I mean REALLY try to find one. I have made half assed attempts in previous years, but this year I really went for it. Day after day watching river levels and driving out an hour before the sun came up to stand in a line up of bait casting guys. I hit up the N. Fork of the Nehalem several times and hiked large parts of the river scouting for fish. Several times there were fish right near my feet but I still could not get them to bite.

Now we are into March and the wild Steelhead are in several of the coastal rivers so I got Alex to go with me to try and find some. After hiking a good distance up the washed out railroad tracks of a river near the Nehalem I found a great hole right behind a bend in the river (see photo above). I cast through it several times and nothing. I added two large split shot to get my flies down and on the first cast my 9 weight rod buckled over on itself. I have pulled some large salmon in before on this rod but I have never felt anything like this. I got to see the beautiful fish come to the surface several times as I held on for dear life. There was no stopping this fish from doing whatever it wanted. After thirty seconds (which felt like forever) the fish broke my line and I was left breathless.

I learned a lot from that one time about what I should do next time I get into a monster like that one. I hope to find one again soon. Thanks for the good time fish!

Here is a photo Alex shot of me with the fish on:

And a photo of Alex:

Scouting for fish from the high ground:

(Thanks for the photos Alex)

One thought on “1,000 Casts Later”

  1. Big fish…fun. I’ve finally learned to let them run. Don’t try to force it. Running downstream with them helps too, and it’s a good work out.

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