Thats right, think big.
This morning when I woke, I did as I always do. Check the weather apps, then the river levels for every dang water system in the state. Perfect, the Sandy was on the drop and would be fishable today. I got right to getting my gear ready to go, all the while I just kept thinking….”Big…Im going to get something big…” It was the same on the drive as I made my way through traffic and increasing rains, I kept envisioning hooking into a massive wild steelhead.
After swinging through a couple runs with no tugs I made my way down stream to hit one last spot before giving up and heading home. Minutes into this last run I was hooked up…And it was BIG. I began to get nervous when my rod started creaking, as it bent nearly in half, and I watched the last of my backing burning through. But I was determined to see this monster, and after a long brutal battle I finally had my hands on this thing. But it wasnt a steelhead! A fall Chinook sat craddled in my hands gasping for breath. I gave it a good rest and we both sat there quietly composing ourselves from what had taken place.
Moral of the story. Think big and you may just get it.