This past week I lost a net that has accompanied the blue skiff for a long time. Adorned with a stunning gold painted handle, and missing one of two screws, I can't even remember when or where I got this beauty. While trying to land a brown trout double on a swollen Big Hole river, my net slid out of the boat with one fish in it. A moment of hope to retrieve it, and then the current swept it away to a proper water burial.
Lee and Carlos sharing the golden net.
Fortunately I had a couple of spare nets around, one of which I found last year on the Madison, and they have been doing a good job filling in. I also received a beautiful net my Dad made, and it will certainly see some action this summer when we are targeting big ones, or special occasions.
Breaking in the new net from my Dad. So far, so good!