Local Wanderings

Charle's son Alex has arrived during the night. He's an entertaining sort, fun and easy to be around, share some laughs. He lives in a world so far removed from mine it may as well be another planet. Makes it very interesting to get him telling stories.

Morning puts us back on our upstream pool. Frankey keeps Alex over on the north bank and the rest cross over to the south. The water may be slightely up, it's still at a good temp. Not far into the day I hook and land a nice bright smallish Grilse on, you guessed it, small Brown Bomber. Alex is hooked up briefly but fish soon shakes loose.

John is back on the upper reach looking for that good riser again. It turns into his day of the trip. I'm near enough to witness the initial hook up and fight of a nice very bright Salmon.. The fish of his dreams jumps into reality. A 12lb Henfish, he's on such a natural high it would be impossible to miss. Well done friend.



Evening on the camp waters provides some social time more than anything.