|The initial jump from this fish was awesome!|
|Beauty of a Bull for Jethro.|
The first run we got to was our Mojo run from the night before, and as I looked into my fly box I grabbed a black/blue swinging bug that my buddy Mills had given me the week before. Black and blue is always a go to for me, and at this point my buddy Mills' steelhead fishing was done for the year because his wife was due for their first child any day. I stepped into the bucket and made about a dozen casts I felt my fly tap two rocks, swing another five feet, and then one of those tugs that feels like a rock, but more like a green and red and silver rock then the moss covered, fly-losing kind. I let a little loop go (rare occurrence for me) and came tight. A couple minutes later I slid a beautifully colored hatchery fish onto the bank with the black and blue Mills' bug in the top of it's mouth. After I dispatched of the fish and took a couple quick shots, I texted Mills a picture of his fly on the cherry gill plate of the fish and thanked him for the good bug. His response was equally as exciting to me as the fish: "Sweet. At the hospital, it's go time!" The next day I received a picture of their new huge (Josh is nearly 7' tall) baby boy! Congratulations to both Josh and Kallie and their new, healthy baby! I know that the joy of their special day transfered some mojo to the fly Josh had given me the week before. For more about baby mills, and a great piece that Josh wrote for Deneki outdoors about his new son, check out Millsfly.