Day two started with a bang. Fourth or fifth cast and a steelhead hit like a freight train and took off down stream, reel screaming... but... I won.
My prize was a quick picture and the memory of and pleasure of meeting it. Off it went back to the river.
The rest of the morning was spent hooking a few more coho and a bull trout.
Can't wait to get back there in September when more steelhead are around.
