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Just finished another week on the T. No numbers, no spots, but let it suffice to say that I did land SOMETHING. Fishing is tough and the weather was tougher. Monday thru Wednesday found me out on the river at dawn, with air temps between 18 and 21 degrees and the water temps from 36 to 38. I'd heard that fish do grab around dawn even on such miserable days, but when I finally queried a guide, he said that he wasn't starting until 10 a.m. From then on, I hit the river at 9:00, was much warmer and don't feel like I missed anything.
Structure, structure, structure. I'd heard that and read it, even experience it, but it didn't sink in until this trip. If you see a downed tree, cast to it! Repeatedly!! Be prepared to lose 3 or 4 rigs, but you just might find a fish there.
My favorite fish was one that I lost. He was mine, well hooked and almost played out. My net, connected to my vest by a bungy-corded magnet, was in my hand. A burst of energy from the fish and I had to let the net hang next to my leg as I needed both hands on my rod. Suddenly, he charged me. I reeled like mad as he passed between my leg and dangling net. My leader caught in the ring attaching the net to the bungy and the fish snapped the tippet. My hat was off to that dude. What a come back!
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