06-02-2010, 07:15 AM
only had time for a day trip, and will be out of the country for a few weeks, so I wanted to at least get one shot in at chinook before the seasons wind down.
started fishing about 10 am (a bit of a drive from Boise) and since I don't really know what I'm doing, I took my time watching the guys who looked like they had it going on. I fished right at the rapid river confluence, since that's what Tackle Toms in Cascade told me to do for the best chance of seeing fish. Other places downstream weren't as crowded, though.
It was only moderately crowded at that time (i had a good ten yards of bank to myself) but I couldn't quite get the drift I wanted. I was tossing orange corkies and chartreuse yarn baited with roe, but not so much as a bump. a few of the guys around me were sporadically hooking fish.
about 3:00, two elderly fishermen came down and elbowed their way in, and immediately started hooking fish. before they left, they both had their 3 big'uns. I watched what they were doing, and when a spot opened up that would alow me to hit the hole I wanted, I weasled my way in. The older guys were using pink and white yarn (and sometimes some blue thrown in), no corkie, and a small sac of roe on a smallish presentation, and were careful to drift the seam of the hole, I didn't have any pink yarn, but I had a pink plastic squid, so I figured what the heck, First cast with that, I immediately had my first fish on, for a good 30 seconds. two casts later I had number two on, but lost him to a mishap at the net. Had another one on a couple casts later for a few seconds, but no luck. checked my bait, and my roe sack was all but washed out, but I thought I'd toss it out one more time.
Sure enough, I got bit, and got a nice hen in,.
It was about 5:30 then, and a whole buch of guys came piling into the hole, now it was seriously elbow to elbow, and it was next to impossible toplay a fish without mishap, and I had to work Tuesday, so I started packing up to go. I gotta say, though, the later it got, the more the fish started hitting, all the guys fishing were pretty nuts, though, really horsing the fish, so I saw very few landed.
gotta love the experience- I really had no idea how hard those things fight. My arm's still sore from just the one fish-
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started fishing about 10 am (a bit of a drive from Boise) and since I don't really know what I'm doing, I took my time watching the guys who looked like they had it going on. I fished right at the rapid river confluence, since that's what Tackle Toms in Cascade told me to do for the best chance of seeing fish. Other places downstream weren't as crowded, though.
It was only moderately crowded at that time (i had a good ten yards of bank to myself) but I couldn't quite get the drift I wanted. I was tossing orange corkies and chartreuse yarn baited with roe, but not so much as a bump. a few of the guys around me were sporadically hooking fish.
about 3:00, two elderly fishermen came down and elbowed their way in, and immediately started hooking fish. before they left, they both had their 3 big'uns. I watched what they were doing, and when a spot opened up that would alow me to hit the hole I wanted, I weasled my way in. The older guys were using pink and white yarn (and sometimes some blue thrown in), no corkie, and a small sac of roe on a smallish presentation, and were careful to drift the seam of the hole, I didn't have any pink yarn, but I had a pink plastic squid, so I figured what the heck, First cast with that, I immediately had my first fish on, for a good 30 seconds. two casts later I had number two on, but lost him to a mishap at the net. Had another one on a couple casts later for a few seconds, but no luck. checked my bait, and my roe sack was all but washed out, but I thought I'd toss it out one more time.
Sure enough, I got bit, and got a nice hen in,.
It was about 5:30 then, and a whole buch of guys came piling into the hole, now it was seriously elbow to elbow, and it was next to impossible toplay a fish without mishap, and I had to work Tuesday, so I started packing up to go. I gotta say, though, the later it got, the more the fish started hitting, all the guys fishing were pretty nuts, though, really horsing the fish, so I saw very few landed.
gotta love the experience- I really had no idea how hard those things fight. My arm's still sore from just the one fish-
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