I figured Fran knew that my blog postings were usually about my hunting and fishing failures. I’m convinced it was a set up and he was just trying to keep my stories consistent. Or maybe he was just doing his job as an environmental conservationist and handled the steelhead with care and the steelhead took advantage and slipped away. All I know is that I reached for my camera and I turned around and my fish was GONE! I was more determined than ever to catch my next fish so I could walk away with a photo, or else I'm pretty sure no one would believe me.
We were fishing in the catch and release section of the Salmon River in Altmar. It was a beautiful sunny day and the water was low enough to see the fish. This was exciting because every other time I had tried my luck at fly fishing I could never see anything, even with my polarized glasses on. I had a theory that polarized sunglasses only worked for people with brown or blue eyes – not hazel like mine. Well apparently they do work when you actually know what you’re looking for.
Fran set me up with a fly rod, polarized glasses (that I now know how to use) and his homemade flies. It took me quite a while to get the hang of the casting. I was used to full casts with no trees behind me. Fishing on a river is a different story. I got the hang of it (well that’s a matter of opinion) and I waited for my bite.
First bite: The fish took off so fast I think the line was almost completely off my reel. Needless to say that speed demon broke off and left me with a broken heart.
Second bite: I caught her! The infamous fish I mentioned above. The one who didn’t get away - at first. I had the sweet taste of victory and it was ripped from me when she jumped out of Fran’s arms.
Third bite: I didn’t even know I had a bite. I thought it was a snag. He broke free.
I had about an hour left. We had moved to a different spot on the bank of the river where there was a tree directly over me. We had to kneel and try to cast. That was entertaining. I can barely cast standing up with no trees above my head. You can only imagine how I looked trying this technique out.
Fourth bite: He stayed on! I fought hard and I was shaking because I was SO close and I knew this could be it. I finally tired my fish out enough to get him on dry land (we would have used a net, but someone forgot the net; once again not mentioning names).
I CAUGHT A STEELHEAD!
So this actually felt like my first steelhead ever because I got to hold him and take photos! Of course we threw him right back in because it was the catch and release section of the river.
On a side note: my fish had a hook stuck in its eye. I am assuming someone accidentally snagged it and left the hook there. So, when possible, please remove the hooks from your fish! It was dangerous not only to the fish but to Fran as he tried to remove it.
So that is my first successful fly fishing story! If you’ve never fished the Salmon River you are missing out! We have overwhelming amounts of information so please contact me if you are interested in fishing the Salmon River. Or you can visit our “Where to Fish” section of the Oswego County Tourism website.
Fran, fishing the river
Another picture of my beautiful steelie!
Fran posed with my fish. He deserves some credit since he somehow managed to teach me how to actually CATCH fish.