'bout time!

I was starting to think Buff had never even caught a fish before.  He ties up some fantastic flies.  He likes all that fancy schmancy two-handed casting.  He knows the lingo.  He's even a trained wilderness guide.  But, in all the times I've fished with him over the past 2 years...nada.

We got on the Ash early Friday morning and headed straight for a nice steelhead Winter holding area.  Within no time Buff hit his 1st steelhead in 2 years on the dead drift.  A collective sigh of relief and we were able to relax and enjoy the rest of the day on the water.

Not only did he get the skunk off, but he was able to land one of the nicest looking steelhead I've seen this season.

We moved on to the Elk in the afternoon.  The melt-off was in full effect on this fine 50 degree day in January.  As the water rose and the stream color deepened, Buff picked up a few more fish on the swing.

As the sun started to set, I looked over at Buff and said, "It's been a long time since I have tasted the skunk when chasing steelhead."  I knew if that happened, Buff would repay me with some much deserved abuse. As fate would have it, I finally hit a fish of my own on the next cast.

It's always good to get out with Buff.  I promise to let him off the hook now.  He deserves it :)