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ChezJfrey
Too much adipose experience 
Was standing hugged up to a tree, fishing a spoon, on the start of the swing and I spy a steelhead chaser...dropped it in the cobble a little, slight bounce and the fish noses up to it, mulls a bit, then decides better and swims back to its hold. But, I see what you're up to. I know where you are. With extreme patience, counting to 60 between every cast, I try a couple more casts. Then I sit down and tie on a subtle drift rig of black corkie/black yarn...same 60 count between casts about half dozen tries. Then a peach single corkie, 60 counts between casts. Red corkie, 60 counts. Nightmare jig. Spinner. Give up.
Move down the river, various spots and an hour later, I'm back for another try at this fish. Start with the nightmare, half dozen casts. Then, outside-the-box desperation...thread a pink worm on the jig. Two casts, boom! Wild fish on!
Was standing hugged up to a tree, fishing a spoon, on the start of the swing and I spy a steelhead chaser...dropped it in the cobble a little, slight bounce and the fish noses up to it, mulls a bit, then decides better and swims back to its hold. But, I see what you're up to. I know where you are. With extreme patience, counting to 60 between every cast, I try a couple more casts. Then I sit down and tie on a subtle drift rig of black corkie/black yarn...same 60 count between casts about half dozen tries. Then a peach single corkie, 60 counts between casts. Red corkie, 60 counts. Nightmare jig. Spinner. Give up.
Move down the river, various spots and an hour later, I'm back for another try at this fish. Start with the nightmare, half dozen casts. Then, outside-the-box desperation...thread a pink worm on the jig. Two casts, boom! Wild fish on!
