The simple pleasure
I have to admit that I am very much a dry fly type of person, and all swing when it comes to steelhead... but I also can't deny the simple pleasure of indicator fishing for trout in a heavy riffle. Maybe its the water rushing around your legs, or the unknown that lies beneath the broken surface. It could be the rhythmic cast-mend-drift. After crouching under trees, hiding behind grass, and straining our eyes to spot rising fish it is relaxing to just stand in a good riffle and cast away.
Our steelhead season starts the day after tomorrow and the river is currently running 62.4 degrees at the mouth. Looking forward to wading the runs and watching the morning sun creep down the canyon walls towards the river.
Cool and wet,