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Have rod, will travel.. trek.. rappel.. swim.. anything to get where the fish are!
another day without much luck. wanted to see if i could access the prison hole from the Tualco side and arrived around 2 to a meandering green humpy soup. there were even two professional looking photographers documenting this season's die-off with telephoto lenses. i fished what i thought were some good seams but saw nothing surface that wasn't already belly-up or in full spawning mode. tried twitching with various colors, even tried drifting/retrieving a kastmaster. has anyone seen fish in this part of the Skykomish recently? as it started to mist on the grey slicks of fish membrane and the cow methane wafted riverward, i decided to try my luck on the upper snohomish.
got to the 522 bridge and made my way through the thicket, navigated the froggy shallows and stationed on a rock outcropping abutting some deep water and what turned out to be numerous hidden, immovable objects primed to snatch lures. there weren't many people around, a couple of smaller boats and none of the activity i was hoping to see. i did observe a sea lion (this is almost at the confluence of the sky and snoqualmie!) doing somersaults and whapping its tail against the water. i think i also saw an old king or maybe a chum skim a few feet; whatever it was, it was the color of burnt toast.
I started twitching a 1/2 oz black and chartreuse marabou which i ended up losing to a good solid unidentifiable underwater mass. switched to a dick nite with an inline weight which i also lost on my 15th or so cast, and ended this sequence of ill-fated offerings with a silver and chartreuse spinner, also producing no results. a few patchy/camouflagey looking humpies milled about and kept me company. at one point an inflated swim bladder attached to some kind of large submerged organ floated past from the direction of a boat a few hundred yards upriver, so someone might have had some kind of success, but none that i could verify.
packed it in around 5, gathered ample lure-packets and cigarette boxes littering the shoreline, and tunneled back to the road snagging my net and rods on all kinds of bushes and vines on the way, the sound of a single firearm discharging somewhere in the background. under the bridge, surrounded by garbage, i saw another giant form surface briefly in a deep, still pool. it might have been the sea lion, but lacked the mannerisms. judging by its sluggish movement and mottled color-scheme it probably wasn't in danger of being anyone or anything's dinner this season.
thus concludes another coho-less adventure. these fish have been nothing but elusive for me. i still haven't caught one, any year. the numbers are always one spot ahead of where i am, or behind. from the highway i saw a young guy walking down the bank around the bridge holding a giant chromed-out hulk, but that must have been the only one offered by the river today. i have to say i'm pretty stumped. i think i've seen evidence of the existence of these fish, but i'm starting to question my memory. is thomas eddy worth the masses? i live 6 minutes away but always avoid the place because of the crush of humanity. rotary park and above has been a bust for me since the coho have started coming in, and the two times i paddled up past the railroad trestle in snohomish towards the private launch i haven't seen a single fish surface.
i read reports here and it's obvious ya'll are onto something - any advice, hints, admonitions? i already know that Three Rivers RV Park isn't a great place to hang around looking for handouts or rendezvous', heh heh.. maybe something fish-related?
let there be so much luck out there that some of it trickles down and finds me where i am!
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