The day started off great, looking out the living room windows we saw a group of Rocky Mountain Bighorns, three were rams with full curls, and two with almost full curls, there were also six or eight ewes, they were down off the canyon walls near the edge of the river, beautiful sight.

We were informed that our power would be turned off at 10:30am, so we decided to go fishing and would hardly know the power had been turned off, we proceed to get everything ready and away to the boat launch.

Put the boat in at Couse Creek, the river was up about two feet, which makes for a easy launch at this location, the sun was shining, with no wind. Headed down river about two miles, brought the boat off plane, and pointed the bow upstream on the Idaho side of the river, baited the lures with marinated, dyed shrimp, put the lines in and started a slow backtroll. In about ten minutes Barb yells "fish on", I look at her rod and it is just about bent double, she takes the rod out of the holder,and the fight is on, she played the Wild Steelhead for about fifteen minutes before I slid the net under him, this was a beautiful steelie with a high dorsal fin. We made two passes at this location, and then went down river several miles to another stretch of good backtrolling water.

We were enjoying a cup of coffee when Barb's rod again starts a violent tug, she has another one on, this one put on a good show before I netted it. At this point in time the river started to drop pretty fast, and the bite went away, fished for two more hours, I had a couple of very light taps, but no more hookups. Pulled the lines in, and floated down the river a little ways, looking up at the canyon walls, and thankful for being so lucky. Ken & Barb

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