I can't seem to help myself. Wherever and whenever I am, there are always select rivers or other bodies of waters that I can't keep out of my mind. Often times there is no real conscious rational for my compulsive desires. Something gets in my head and there is simply no saying no. Sorta like a drug addict I suppose.
Last weekend it got into my head that a trip out to the Molalla river would be fun. This is a river that I enjoy cause it's a little less popular than most of the nearby rivers, but it's less popular for a reason. There are some small fish in the river, and certainly some salmon and steelhead enter the water. But not very many. There's no hatchery program (at least I don't think so) so it's all wild, and the wild fish aren't too numerous.
A main reason I do like this river is the numerous deep abysses which I can only assume hold some real monsters. I spent an hour or two working one last Sunday to no avail.