Went down to the river one evening earlier this week. The salmon--Chinooks--are in with a vengeance. Spent some time with them at one of their ancient and perennial spawning beds south of the bridge. Watching, photographing, videotaping, marveling.
At dusk went upstream to the Bridge Run and caught a feisty smallmouth. Nice finish.
Climbed up the rocky staircase, back to the "real world."