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It was either try the river again or switch gears and go to the lake. I decided to stay with the river and drove upstream a few miles to explore some new water.
It was a springy, pussy willow kind of day, but a chilly wind was blowing hard right down the gut of the river, and, though I had a few bumps and tugs by little fish, the Steelhead were nowhere to be seen.
I'll go out again tomorrow and probably hit another new section of river. It would be nice to run down one more Steelhead before hanging up the heavy rod.
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