Welcome back to Haiku Monday, where Fish Hack is tired of fishing for winter steelhead on the home waters of the Rogue River in low and clear conditions that mimic October and not March.
Glad to see that’s about to change.
Rain finally will come./Rogue needs to rise, warm, color./Last push of season.
For you three Haiku Monday virgins still out there, this is when and where Fish Hack waxes on and off non-Brazilian style about the outdoors and whatever the hell else comes to mind. Sprinkled in are a few bad forms of old Japanese poetry, just as a schtick.
You need something to stand out in the blogosphere.
Talent would sure help/But Hack’s got limited skills./Relies on the schtick.
Rain’s coming mid-week, and the forecast sees the Rogue finally getting some flows. Not only will it bring a flurry of late-run winters to Hack’s home waters of the upper Rogue, it will bring a few early spring chinook salmon this way.
Saw two roll Saturday downstream of TouVelle State Park. Went three-for-three on steelhead for a damn good low-water day.
The first springer of the upper Rogue’s season had its eyes turned into X’s at least a month earlier than normal. And the dude that caught it actually was trying to catch a springer March 7 at, of all places, the end of the line.
The Hatchery Hole, 157 miles from where he shoulda been fishing.
Missed the story in Friday’s Oregon Outdoors? Check it out HERE.