If I had thirty usable hours today I couldn't get all the work done, but I am taking a minute to post dramatic proof that I can, in fact, catch the odd steelhead on a fly.
That there is a Trinity River steelhead.
Two of them, actually.
On heavily weighted nymphs. Hanging below indicators.
I know. I just turned your whole world upside down.
Altered your perception of reality.
Blew your mind.
It's how we do it here at the Underground; you expect us to zig and we zag instead, heaving giant rubber-legged nymphs and many split shot at big anadromous fish instead of #16 dries at 8" trout.
A full report as soon as my 30 hours of work are done.
See you gloating just a little, Tom Chandler.
UPDATE:
Ok, I'm suddenly struck by the possibility this is the first steelhead caught by Jacob (in the front of the boat) instead of the first steelhead caught by the knucklehead in the back (me). I took very few pictures, and in my old age, I grow confused. For now, let's just say this is a generic steelhead caught by one of two people on the Trinity River sometime Monday. Good?
MORE UPDATES:
The guide's right, this is my fish. First one of the morning. I am vindicated.