Bob Triggs· Stop Killing Wild Steelhead!
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95 degrees and the oppresive blazing mid-day sun had us headed for a nice cool snowmelt stream running to Puget Sound. We slipped in a mile above tidewater and slowly worked downriver , wading knee deep along the icy flow. Skittereing dry flies all the way. The canopy overhead offered a cool respite from the heat and glare, the snowmelt so refresing on the legs. We caught a few Cutthroat, and along the way saw Flycatchers, Kingfishers, Mayflies etc. Late afternoon lunch; salami and cheese and iced tea. We hade it made in the shade.