Over the past 7 or 8 months, through email and several phone calls, I had gotten to know Dan. This was our first time meeting face to face; I was really looking forward to it. The three of us met at 8:00 AM and headed directly to the Columbia River.
Traveling through seven states and a Canadian province, the Columbia is over l,200 miles long and a mile wide in places; it is a huge river. Between John and I, we have covered about 290 miles of it. By that I mean that we have driven up and down that much of the river looking for places to fish. On the portion of the river that creates the border between Washington and Oregon we have explored and fished both sides. Anywhere we have parked our trucks we have walked and walked and walked. We have waded our river a lot searching for Carp!
The morning that Dan, John, and I fished was very tough because the devil clouds were everywhere. We just couldn't spot fish. The afternoon was more productive as the sky cleared some.
This is a sequence where Dan was casting to a fish near shore. He snagged his fly in the weeds but since he didn't spook the fish John traded him rods. John kept the snagged line elevated above the water and Dan cast with John's rod. The fish just didn't cooperate.