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| Fly Fishing on Oregon's North Fork of the Trask River |
My
friend Bob Wiley and I were fishing the upper Trask River on the
Oregon Coast. We hiked into a good piece of water just below the
deadline and began to fish with homemade Glo Bugs. The water was
slightly off-color, and Glo Bugs work well in this condition. We quickly
started casting and hoped for action.
We
weren’t disappointed as Bob quickly hooked and lost one. I hooked
one solidly but it started to surge downriver. I tightened the drag
and, as I started to put pressure to turn the fish, my rod suddenly
broke in half at the ferrule. I quickly grabbed the tip section and
handed the butt section to Bob and yelled, “You start reeling and
I’ll play the fish."
Well,
the next few minutes were like a Three Stooges movie. When the fish
started jumping, we started yelling, stumbling and bumping into each
other as we tried to maintain our balance. Somehow, after 8-10
minutes the fish submitted to our awkward technique, and we finally
slid a nice bright eight-pounder onto the bank.
Catching
steelhead is sometimes a matter of luck. You can do everything right
and lose a fish, or you can do everything wrong and land one. That’s
why it’s called fishing.
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