My Dad has always been a trout fisherman. He enjoys pursuing steelhead too, but I would hesitate to call him a devout steelheader. His first came from the Trinity River, his largest from the Klamath River with others from the region completing his resume. Of the steelhead rivers fished together, the Klamath seems to suit him best and often offers us something unexpected when he’s at the bow. This fall, I obtained a permit to expand float options and thought today would offer a prime opportunity to explore. Late in our day, a fish crushed the fly, boiled at the surface, shot towards the Pacific and, never stopped. Expecting eyes full of disappointment as he turned to plead his case, I was surprised to see them alive with fire. Welcome to the club, Dad.
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