In fishing there are some things that just sets’ a fire
under our asses. People who litter is
who I am referring too. Let me go back
to the actions leading up to the river clean up! The
overnight low was 28 and the high for the day was supposed to be 50! So I hustled myself out of bed at 4am with
and made a pot of coffee. I kissed my wife by and slipped out the
garage. I took my custom 6wt today a 10’8” 4pc. The lines I used where a Steelhead Master
Series 9wt WF line, and a Rio compact 375 grain Skagit. The tip I used today was 4’ of T-14. I was faced with horrible blue bird skies! Fishing would be tough, but me and this river
have a true love hate relationship! After
walking a mile in I rested on the bank listening to coyotes and hoot owls. I rigged up my rod for swinging one of my
sculpinzillas (http://switch-rods-single-handed-rods.blogspot.com/2011/12/tying-up-smallmouth-patterns.html
). I had through the course of the day
two reel nice tugs on the sculpinzilla. The
water was really moving, but unfortunately it had 40 inches of visibility. I walked out of the river and made it to my
truck. I look down the bank from my
truck and their sits discarded trash! I
had a small white grocery bag in my truck and proceed to fill it with worm
containers and plastic bottles. The
other thing that pissed me off was who ever used the bait left their catch to
rot on the shoulder of the road. Why
would you go through all that trouble of getting bait paying for it, and then hauling
you catch up to your car and leaving it on the side of the road?
Enjoy the pictures,
Tom
