12-28-2008, 03:34 AM
Amen on rolling out to fish.
In Seattle our closest stream like that was up beyond North bend which at the time was an hours drive and some walking.
Slipping, clamoring, falling, lurching, staggering over those slippery round rocks sure was fun though.
What I thought was really great was to be able to sit on a large rock and tie on a new fly and watch the little Rainbow gather behind my boots.
You know your in the right place when you see the little guys.
Fish the size of FG's second fish, the fat one, were pretty rare in the Snoqualimie though.
I dont remember ever being able to fish the Snoqualimie when there was snow and ice on the ground.
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In Seattle our closest stream like that was up beyond North bend which at the time was an hours drive and some walking.
Slipping, clamoring, falling, lurching, staggering over those slippery round rocks sure was fun though.
What I thought was really great was to be able to sit on a large rock and tie on a new fly and watch the little Rainbow gather behind my boots.
You know your in the right place when you see the little guys.
Fish the size of FG's second fish, the fat one, were pretty rare in the Snoqualimie though.
I dont remember ever being able to fish the Snoqualimie when there was snow and ice on the ground.
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