First trip to the Nookie since I've been back, and it was an interesting homecoming.
First off, the Nooksack River Valley is gorgeous. Splicing through tree covered valleys, dancing clouds around the hilltops, and golden fall colors complete with a brisk chill in the air, the grey-blue waters run cold and free. They also do not give up their secrets easily, but careful prodding and exploration can yield results to those who seek it.
I managed only a few fish, no salmon of any sort... just some of the ghosts of the Nookie: pale, wild, and aggressive rainbows and char. The largest was about 21", but seriously thick. I've never felt a bull of any size fight as hard as this guy did after putting the hammer on my offering. He took off like a steelhead, peeling about twenty yards of line, before porpoising and thrashing like a steelhead. I was shocked when the bull came into view. All in all, a great day of fishing.
Sidenote: Gillnets. C'mon, y'all. I found two derelict nets on the shore which had failed to be removed and were waiting for the river to rise and take them back into the current. As far as I know, it is illegal for the owner of these to not pick 'em up. So, I did their work for them, and picked the one up that I could reach and deposited it well above the flood lines. If the owner want it back, he can find it where he left it. I took a picture of the number on the buoy for reference.
I'm just doing my part to help our rivers out. Hopefully we can all step up our game and help ourselves by helping out our rivers & fish.
**Also included is a piece of political humor. I'm just making a joke, do not take this as a statement of my beliefs. Just laugh. Or quietly hate me- I don't care :)
Ian