I still remember the joy of landing my first steelhead (gear on the Skokomish) and then the trials of trying to catch a steelhead swinging a fly. I fished the Kalama a year or two after St. Helen's blew up and couldn't catch a steelehead. Huh!
A career change and move to the dry side put steelheading on hold for a couple years. When I got back into swinging flies, I fished with two fishy guys and watched them land fish while I got skunked. I didn't score a steelhead that year. On the second (maybe it was my third year?) year, Darc must have gotten tired of my whining. He and I hiked up BNSF railroad tracks along the Wenatchee River to a well known run. I went through the run first and finally felt that pluck and hooked a good fish. Although I lost the fish, I got to see it cartwheel out of L----- run.
Fast forward to 2003. Darc and I are staying in cabin 7 at the Acaia Grove in Spences Bridge. Darc had caught a couple nice fish (photos on his wall of fame at the Desert Fly Angler), I was smelling like Flower from Disney's Bambi. On our fourth day, we hiked to the Top of the Y. It happened:
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I know, I know, I shouldn't have lifted this fish out of the water. My bad. I still had hair. In the years following 2003 I caught lots of steelhead fishing the Central WA river that opened this year after being closed for nine years. I had some BANNER days fishing the Snake and Ronde with the two fishy guys that put on clinics before. I've never caught another steelhead that came close to matching this buck.