Lately anytime I go fishing there’s some kind of hiccup. So much that it seems to be the new norm. This pass down the rio Colorado was no exception. Initially I knew getting in the water at 600cfs would be more current than I would care for. However, the hang ups began before any of that would happen.

As I began to put on my flippers Jason and I noticed the early morning/break of dawn feed was going on. Right beside the boat ramp in a corner of the dock fish were breaking water. With one flipper on and one off I set to work. Hooking up with a fish before I stepped in the river myself was just fine. Getting him to hand was another challenge.

Minutes earlier as we rigged up my reel took a two foot fall. Disappointedly I found out all metal looking parts on my G. Loumis reel are not. The plastic disc holding the reel spool release cracked. Everything seemed functional so I decide I would fish on. As it was my last good reel it was the only option anyway.

When I set the hook the reel fell off.

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Already having a ‘no skunk guarantee’ and being way too foolish to be deterred, Jason and I made a run down the water anyways. My reel fell off several times and most of the time I was able to catch it. Times I didn’t the reel spun into the depths below. I would have to pull the line up faster than it could unreel to raise it to the surface. What a mess.

Then I figured out after several casts I could check the spool release lever and make sure it stayed locked. Give that an hour on the water and you’ll tire of it too. That’s when it hit me… I could used bubble gum to to lock the lever into place.

And it worked.

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The little bit of rain the Colorado River got the night before kept the flows high and slightly stained. Only a few fish were brought to hand and despite a misgauged time a distance of the trip- it was totally worth it. When the take out point finally came into sight I was ready to call it mission complete. The sensation of victory and a good day came in knowing I fished through it despite it all.

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The high ground doesn’t always come easy- but there’s no other place to be.

See you on the high ground,
AirborneAngler