After nearly a week of single-digit lows and icy roads, it made sense to push back the put-in time and allow the sun to work some magic on the roads and water temperature. Despite the more cautious plan for the morning, Preston, his son Casey, and I all arrived in Hornbrook simultaneously and a half-hour early. It didn’t matter as we fished through the first run under grey skies with Preston tied fast to a steelhead. So it continued throughout the morning as Preston continued to make the most of his spot at the bow with four in the net by lunch. Casey, a recent grad of USF, found a couple of adults in the afternoon that never had a chance. Whether the credit falls on years of fishing experience or the applied knowledge gained from a major in kinesiology, he pinned those fish but good.
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