Since I'm stuck in Edmonton right now and can't go fishing I figured I'd share on of my more humorous stories from this season....
Back in december I was up in the chehalis canyon looking for early steelhead/late coho. We were fishing a remote pool when I decided that the water was low enough to continue upriver to the next hole. I told my brother and other fishing partner to catch up with me later. So I go up to the next spot and find that I can keep walking upriver for some ways. At one point I pass a rather large cave but don't really think too much of it.
Now you have to understand that I'm deep in the canyon and the cliffs go up around 200 feet on either side.
So I'm fishing away and eventually I hook a dark coho. As I'm fighting it a rock falls from the cliffs and splashes into the water. I don't really think too much of it becasue one, I'm fighting a fish and two the cliffs are constantly erroding. I continue to deal with the fish when another rock falls from above in the same spot. I'm like, ok, maybe the cliff is rather unstable, maybe I should back away a little. Then comes another rock, only this time it's a little closer. So I walk up a little more and by this point I've landed the fish and sent it on its way. I take another cast, meanwhile the rocks continue to fall only now they're getting closer....really close. At this point I'm starting to get weirded out. There's some physcopath up in the cliffs trying to hit me with a rock. So I book it out of there as fast as possible.
As I walk around the corner I find my brother, he's been throwing rocks to try to get my attention.
Stupid thing was, that the reason he didn't just walk up to where I was is because he didn't want to go infront of the scary cave.