Took my mom trout fishing today, just kind of messing around like always. Got home and got some crappy news just as a friend showed up. He decided to take me fishing and away we went. Headed up to the North Santiam and found one of my favorite spots and started drifting. 1st cast, nothing.... too much weight. Reel in cut some lead OFF and away we go for cast #2. Short cast.... tap ........tap........then this shadow came over and inhaled my gear. Fought him in, native. But man he was pretty. Snapped a quick pic and back he went. That's one way to make ya feel better.