Monday morning we headed to a different part of the river. Travis has dubbed the spot "Hard Luck Flats". We were definitely seeing fish but almost all of them were sunbathing. I cast to a slow cruiser that turned to the fly. I really thought he thumped it good. I didn't realize until I got the fish to the net that what had happened was that the fish was snagged in the face. I hate that. I didn't take any pictures of that fish.
Shortly after noon a Carp finally picked up my Salt and Pepper pattern. I got him to the net. It was my first fish in three days! I want to say Blaaaaa! but I was grateful for the hookup. In terms of size he was a pretty ordinary Columbia River Carp. He was nice enough to eat my fly so that makes him special.
Travis and I were fishing water that was easy to wade but just slightly difficult to see in. A porker came into my view. It was tailing! Oh my... I made just two casts to her. She took the Salt and Pepper; I set the hook and in short order the backing was heading down the river. Lordy, it was wonderful! After netting the fish Travis was nice enough to pause and take this picture while I balanced her on my knee. She weighed 23 pounds.
This is Travis totally engaged in stalking a Carp. No wonder it is so frustrating and so rewarding all at the same time.
Travis, it was a pleasure to fish with you. I'm looking forward to doing it again soon. I wish to heck you had gotten some hookups. Hard Luck Flats is a good name for that place! Next time, next time...
I know you are fishing today and I hope you are knockin' the heck out of 'em!