I wasn't suppose to go fishing today. Had tones of things I had to do... but of course Ryan ruins the day for me.
Right in the middle of my oil change, an anxious Ryan tells me he just landed a large buck. He then tries phoning me again, but is in and out of service. I assume he is calling because of another fish. We text back and forth and he finally gets me to head out at 5:30, because he says the wild buck he released has been sitting beside the same rock for 2 hours and that he wants a picture with it as he could easily grab the tail.
I arrive at around 6 pm after dropping my bro off at work, and find that the fish has moved, figures

. Ryan informs me that he had landed the wild buck and then the next cast landed a nice doe (also wild). He said both were chromers with the buck being a very large fish. The Ryan informs me he found a dead Steelhead the same size as the one he just landed

In 2 years of Steelhead fishing I have never seen a dead fish on the beach. Sure enough we walk up and a 12 ish pound hatchery kelt is laying in the shallows. I was wondering what had killed it.... We fished upriver and then decided to hit the other side of the river.

We get to the other side and are fishing our way down. I see a golfball and pick it up (was really bored), yell fore and throw it 3 feet left of Ryan. He looks over at me, oblivious to the golfball flying by him since he didn't see it. All of a sudden the ball hits a rock and flies back, hitting him in the jaw (havn't laughed that hard in a while)

We work our way down, I see a dead fish in the water and say "Another One?!". Ryan assumes it is a golfball and tells me to leave it alone

but then walks over to see another large buck lying dead in around 2 feet of water. Once again it is a kelt but this time it is wild. We pull it up from the bottom and find it has a gash leading up from its butt, definatley from a knife.

We work our way down another 10 or so mins and see a guy below us. By now it is 7:30 and I have hockey at 9 so I tell Ryan that I am leaving. He decides to come as well, and while we are walking out we see a marvelous sunset. A bright orange, glowing ball throws and eery orange shadow through the trees. Been a while since I have seen the sun looking like that. Snapped a whack load of pics, but not many turned out. Great way to end the day anyways


I was unsuccessful in my 2 hour attempt. But at least we know there are fish around, clean ones too

Was quite dissapointed to see 2 dead fish in one day, granted I had never seen one in 2 years. All in all a great day, can't wait to get back out there on Saturday

PS.... any guesses on the size of the buck (1st dead one). I was thinking 12-14 AT MOST. Ryan believes it is a lot bigger (of course)
