Gotta make this quick cuz work is crazy at the moment, and I probably don't need to be posting reports. But what the heck. The last couple of weeks I have been on planes, trains and automobiles, not the rivers bank, and all work with no play makes Jimmy angry boy.
So I flew back into town yesterday afternoon, wrapped up a work meeting and bounced over to the river just before the sunset. It was a nice evening although chilly. I just came from LA so I was expecting to be cold, good thing I have a nice clean fishin coat.
Fished for about 2 hours. It was rough, Jigs, Spoons, Spinners, Bounced a corky and yarn and all for 2 nice crome hens. One was taken on a Jig (The School Buster) the other was taken on a Vibrax 3/8th oz with green mariboo tail tied on.
Got home at O dark 30 and my wife asks me, was your flight late? .... I said no I just had some unexpected meetings... She came out while I was unloading luggage from my truck where she saw my wet boots, " I see your boots are wet, nice meeting" Busted....
My dad and mom stopped in to say welcome home and my dad wanted to take a fillet home, so I told him, if you want one you gotta fillet your own. Poor fish was already dead but it still looked brutal.
Pic 1: double hens
Pic 2: Dads Fillet and My Fillet