Ok so I hit my favorite springer hole on the north fork santiam tonight. Plunking eggs and prawns on a #4prawn spinner I've been messing with. The first two hours passed entirely uneventfull like it should, nothing but zen with the water feeling the water surges then blade quit working. I should have known better... a gentle tug to get the blade moving and head shake head shake...you didn't really want those eggs, but here's your gear back...chump!!!:shock: Ok cool..at least this dumb thing worked once. I rebaited chunked into the same spot quitely sitting on the rocks encouraging hemroid growth reached for my soda and snack in a bag, cracked the top on my pop, ate my sandwich...still nothing. the river was lulling me back to LaLa land when BANG! BANG! ZZZIT ZZZZZIT ZZZZZZZZZZZ! Nothing is so pretty as watching an angry chrome nook go airborn with a watermelon #4 hanging from its mouth!!! Nothing uglier than #4 watermelon coming back at your head when angry springer lets go. An hour left and I'm licking my wounds. I changed bait, tossed back into the same slot, While I was taking up the slack in my line, headshake, headshake, headshake, hookset!..too much slack 10ish pound steelie airborn, airborn again, here hold this idiot you don't deserve me.:naughty: Some one call the exterminator...I need a skunk killed!