Which brings me to the title of this post. Yesterday I had errands to run in Sacramento and decided to "Stand in a River an Wave a Stick" for a little while. The Steelhead thing. I spent an hour and a half swinging flies, but didn't even get a bump. What I did get, was a dog barking for an hour and a half, just across the river, in someone's back yard. I'll bet the neighbors love them. I'm destine to kill something. Either that guy from the November 25th post, the guy from the February 2nd post, or that dog. Ran into a couple of guys as I was leaving and they said the dog barked all day Sunday too. They were ready to kill it. OK, I'm not going to kill anything, but the urge is there.
I think I'm going to give up the Steelhead thing and go back to just fishing for trout in the lakes, rivers, and creeks. They are much more cooperative. OR, maybe I'll try Steelhead with spinning gear a couple of times, since I've already paid for the Steelhead Card (twice I might add) and see what happens. I am a glutton for punishment.
OK, check out John Gierach's book. Till the next adventure.