Yesterday I ended the Landlocked Salmon season on one of my favorite rivers. Usually during the last few days, as the season close is the 31st day of October, flow is blown out and swollen with snow falling. Under normal conditions I am fishing in a more southerly location of New Hampshire for the finish. This year the rains came early and even with the river still high I hoped it would fish well. It did not.
Now, I have been professing using barb free hooks as this blog will confirm. But at that moment I lost a fish of a lifetime and I am almost certain that a barbed hook may have held tight.
"These are the times that try men's souls" Thomas Paine said that. "These are the times that make me want to throw in the rod". I said that.
Later, while packing for the day, I stuck myself deep with a size 8 olive leech. A moment of panic and then the point being driven home. It slipped out of my finger with ease.
Today as the vision of that fish dances in my brain, I have been wrestling with the choice of a possible trip to the hospital verses a photo with the largest landlocked salmon of my life. This is really a hard one...........