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OnTheFly
My son Cody and I, along with Eggs and Ninja, arrived at the Deschutes Saturday morning just in time to chat with FlyBum and Deb before they headed up river. At that point we should have either gone down stream or not fished at all but we decided to go up stream as well. Word of advice: Never be the one following the wake of FlyBum and his girlfriend on a fishing trip otherwise you'll be left with only a small abundance of a few unintelligent small trout. Thank God the two of them went home Sunday and let the fish settle down to give us a chance.
Sunday was prime. Not only was the weather perfect but we discovered the fish were just as hungry as they were for FlyBum the previous day. Probably the most significant action of the day was when Cody found his zone and caught fish after fish in a very short time period. We were on the move and spread out and since I was the only camera holder, there are only a few shots taken. Can't wait to get back there but I sure in the hell won't be telling FlyBum about it. (just kidd'n bud, glad to see you)
Sunday was prime. Not only was the weather perfect but we discovered the fish were just as hungry as they were for FlyBum the previous day. Probably the most significant action of the day was when Cody found his zone and caught fish after fish in a very short time period. We were on the move and spread out and since I was the only camera holder, there are only a few shots taken. Can't wait to get back there but I sure in the hell won't be telling FlyBum about it. (just kidd'n bud, glad to see you)