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Angling his way to the world championships
Eventually the truth would have to come out and if finally did when Todd Oishi's wife Robyn grew concerned that the family's cat might have mange. Oishi, a national champion fly fisherman from Maple Ridge, never reveals what he uses to make his flies unless he has to. In this case, he had to let his wife know Tinker Bell was fine; Oishi had just snipped off a few off the cat's hairs in order to make a fly. As Oishi puts it, you can use any sort of feather or fur to make a fly, as long as it looks life-like. For example, he made numerous flies using the feathers from the three African guinea fowls he purchased for his wife's birthday. Sadly, they died a few years ago and their feathers are now part of Oishi's fly collection. It wasn't what he planned - he gave the birds to his wife for a birthday present, along with some jewellery - but it ended up working well for him.
Fishing Report
It's quickly turned into a strange late-summer on the Columbia River, with salmon angling at Buoy 10 a near-total bust, yet the chinook bite pretty good at several popular upstream locations. Here's how it was at Buoy 10 in the past few days, based on sampling by the Washington Department of Fish and Wildlife: Sunday, 327 anglers with four chinook and 10 coho; Monday, 99 anglers with three chinook and eight coho; Tuesday, 99 anglers with two chinook, three coho. Most years, the bite at Buoy 10, the name for the lower 16 miles of the Columbia, is much, much better than farther upstream. The slow start at Buoy 10 in mid-August was written off to the chinook being late, but by now the bite upstream and counts at Bonneville Dam make it obvious the salmon are on their way; they're just not biting like they normally do in the estuary.
A Sound Sleep and a Single Fish
BLOOMINGTON, Md. I like a good sleep as much as the next man, but is even the soundest snooze worth a three-hour drive, particularly with gasoline at $3 a gallon? "I thought we were supposed to be catching big trout," I groused to Jay Sheppard last week after eight hours flogging the storied waters of the Savage River and North Branch of the Potomac here in the highlands of Western Maryland. "Where's all the fish?" .
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