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I'll be honest today started out pretty messed up.
This morning around 1am I was car camping on Britenbush with my girl when a big jacked up bronco stops next to us and honks their horn. I wait a second thinking it would just leave but when I popped my head up a tall skinny redneck wearing no shirt and overalls(I put this on my life it's true) is running around the back side of our car trying to steal our camping chairs. He saw us, jumped back in the truck and took off. Called Marion and reported it then moved to a new spot in case any sort of retaliation were to happen. We didn't get to sleep until like 4am.
My plan was to wake up at 6am and fish my way back to Salem but when 6 came around I decided I needed another two hours.
First spot we hit was packsaddle and I'll be damned if that place doesn't look like it should be packed with steel. I ended up getting my new kastmaster(found at walling pond :dance
stuck on a rock but I couldn't wade all the way to it. Luckily there was a couple of kayakers putting in and one was able to free my new favorite lure. On the way back to the rock I was fishing from my sandal came loose and floated away from me
so I had to barrow my girl's flip flops which were far too tight and like walking on ice as I'd wade down the run. Packsaddle ended up being a bust.
After that I was feeling kinda tired and dishearted so I decided to only make one more stop before heading home. Stayton. Got my lure wet under the bridge but didn't catch a damn thing until a local pointed me in the right direction. After a little driving I hit the spot I was told about. Five casts in and BAM!
ray: Thank you Jeebus! Fish on and it felt like I had hooked a horse. I don't know how long the fight was I felt like I was jacked up on speed. I couldn't believe how big it was. I've spent my whole life fishing nothing but trout until this year when I finally hooked into some bass, carp and sturgeon but none of them compare to steel. Finally landed the cow and discovered that my fish tape only goes up to 22" but this beast was 27"
My first steelhead
This morning around 1am I was car camping on Britenbush with my girl when a big jacked up bronco stops next to us and honks their horn. I wait a second thinking it would just leave but when I popped my head up a tall skinny redneck wearing no shirt and overalls(I put this on my life it's true) is running around the back side of our car trying to steal our camping chairs. He saw us, jumped back in the truck and took off. Called Marion and reported it then moved to a new spot in case any sort of retaliation were to happen. We didn't get to sleep until like 4am.
My plan was to wake up at 6am and fish my way back to Salem but when 6 came around I decided I needed another two hours.
First spot we hit was packsaddle and I'll be damned if that place doesn't look like it should be packed with steel. I ended up getting my new kastmaster(found at walling pond :dance


After that I was feeling kinda tired and dishearted so I decided to only make one more stop before heading home. Stayton. Got my lure wet under the bridge but didn't catch a damn thing until a local pointed me in the right direction. After a little driving I hit the spot I was told about. Five casts in and BAM!

My first steelhead

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