Cold morning, sunny afternoon. Fish two. Another bright hen. Slightly larger, but still just a mid-Columbia fish. They all run 24-26 inches like from a cookie cutter. Then I lost another one. What the hell? That never happens to me with Owner stinger hooks. Must be that Gami Octopus. All the fish yesterday did their best to give me slack by running back upstream to me. One succeeded with that tactic.