Welcome back to Haiku Monday, where Fish Hack is putting away the flip-flops for the time being and breaking out the boat boots until this little piece of February disappears from April.
Damn cold. And more snow on the mountains today then any of the first 60 days of the year.
Flip-flops trumped by snow./Hack waits for April to show./Time to fish springers.
For you few 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, with a few forms of bad Japanese poetry sprinkled in as the schtick.
Gotta have a schtick/To stand out in blog-a-sphere./This is all Hack’s got.
So April has finally brought some decent water conditions in the Rogue River, which is Hack’s home waters. And the drop in flows this week should trigger some migration of spring Chinook, this-here river’s signature salmon. They’re big, tough to catch and fab to eat, meaning they can be a damn frustrating fish to pursue.
The stakes are so high/When fishing for spring Chinook./Drives anglers batty.
Hack has opined before that nothing turns more Oregonians into a-holes than Chinook and elk. Top targets of our woods and waters.
Hack will be fishing the upper Rogue regularly as soon as 100 Chinook enter Cole Rivers Hatchery. As of last week, the count was zero.
Buck says 30 in the trap by Friday.