Idaho Steelheading Adventures, Part II: Fishing Etiquette
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March 12, 2010 4:40 PM
Idaho Steelheading Adventures, Part I: We're All Bozos on This Bus is here.
Part II
Steelhead mornings are for fishing, and vocal communication is generally frowned upon. This lack of conversation is due to ruffled feathers from the drive up and the fact it's 6:00 a.m. Our heads feel like Tony Dogs in Martin Scorsese's film Casino, right before Nicky Santoro gives the final turn of the handle on the vice, crushes TD's skull and screams Charlie M? You made me pop your frickin' eye out of your head to protect that piece of shit? Charlie M? Yeah, we all feel that bad.
The latest word-of-mouth fishing report inspires us to backtrack 20 some-odd miles to the narrows, and fish the Dutch Oven hole. This will be a day of all-out combat fishing, standing on an ice shelf ass-to-elbow with 25 to 30 other fishers on a 50 yard stretch of river, taking turns casting. This will not be a relaxing day of getting back to nature. This will be a marathon and a true test of everyone's patience as a steelheader.
