Peter and I went out exploring the Wilson River west of Portland for some fishing spots. With the low summer water levels, it is a good time to see topology of the river, pools that hold fish, tail-outs, and riffles.
We were hoping for some resident Cutthroat Trout, but I guess the river does not have many in this area far from the ocean. Later this fall, the Steelhead and Salmon will start moving up the river into the hills here to spawn. And we'll be back!
I absolutely love fishing these rivers up in the hills. You can't see it in the pictures, but we had a steady rain.
I was later charged by a angry dog, got my feet trapped in some boulders and fell over in the river and smashed up my elbow. Those rocks just don't seem to have the give they did when I was 15 years old. Great fun! I crossed two bridges and didn't fall off either of them, so all in all a safe day for me. Peter and I both carry whistles for calling each other in an emergency; and I carry my contact information in a pouch around my neck for easy body identification by the authorities should I wash down river and out to sea. I think it is the polite thing to do - don't need no CSI saving the taxpayers some cash. I also have a gold earring, as was required by law for fishermen in Scotland in the old days, to pay the mortician. I don't think a gold earring would pay for it these days, but good to keep in line with the old traditions. You can click the images to make them larger, if you into that kind of thing.  |
| Low summer water levels. Imagine the river full with winter rains and full of Steelhead! |
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| Wow, what a beautiful little river. Nice wooden bridge. |
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| Peter tying on another fly. Working the tail-out and pool up the river. |
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