Lost in over 1000 raw images from our recent trip to the Deschutes River, is this gem. Ms. Floatfishers first Steelhead on the swing. The fish we dream of, still silver with rosey cheeks, Oh so beautiful. Like being hooked on Cocaine, you are always chasing your first "high". Chasing Steelhead is very much the same, you want that same feeling of that first fish, the "Tug", the rip of line. Man you want that feeling over and over.
Hence the reason, we look to chase these beautiful fish several times a year. This coming year will be no different. So proud of my wife, I can only hope to catch up to her on the catch ratio.