Ye-haw! The fish are hungry out there on the Metolius. Between three of us we hooked around 6 or 7 bull trout but landed only four. There were plenty of Whitefish to be had and even one rainbow that jumped about a foot oout of the water in order to give me my fly back. Monday was a good day. I landed two decent bullies and hooked 2 others. Bret beheld the wrath of this river for the first time. She's a tough river to fish - but only because she has this thing about new people as well as some issues with trust and loyalty. It just takes some time. Here are some pictures of my 3rd and 4th bullies of the season. Didn't get any official lenghts and weights, but I figure the bigger fish was about 22 or 23 and the other about 19 or 20. SOmetime I'll write about the fiasco it is trying to land a fish at that Canyon Creek hole. For now, enjoy the pictures and Tight Lines! 
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I wasn't going to say it, but now I am:
It looks as though the Lord had blessed us all that day. Its just that He was particularly good to me.
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