I have a tendency to report on the successes but I don't want to mislead anyone. The normal result is heading home with an empty cooler. It would just be embarrassing to estimate how many hours go into catching each fish... Its a good thing the rivers here offer so many distractions to keep the sense of futility at bay.
Stilliguamish - We didn't see any sign of fish but the cold weather made for some interesting ice formations. I blame my frozen fingers for pictures that are so poorly focused:
Quinault - Ran up to this river after work and the fish were taunting me. The first cast with a spinner at two different holes resulted in a fish following the lure all the way to the bank and then nothing for the rest of the evening. At one point we had six bald eagles sitting in the tree and on a sand bar in the second picture. If you really squint you might see the two that stuck around to watch the sunset. Sensei did catch and release a Dolly Varden (or bull) trout which I think is Washington's most beautiful fish. You have to catch one to verify this for yourself, the pictures never do the iridescent greens and pinks justice.
Stilliguamish - We didn't see any sign of fish but the cold weather made for some interesting ice formations. I blame my frozen fingers for pictures that are so poorly focused:
Quinault - Ran up to this river after work and the fish were taunting me. The first cast with a spinner at two different holes resulted in a fish following the lure all the way to the bank and then nothing for the rest of the evening. At one point we had six bald eagles sitting in the tree and on a sand bar in the second picture. If you really squint you might see the two that stuck around to watch the sunset. Sensei did catch and release a Dolly Varden (or bull) trout which I think is Washington's most beautiful fish. You have to catch one to verify this for yourself, the pictures never do the iridescent greens and pinks justice.
