H and I spent a few house fishing under the hwy 219 bridge over the Tualatin. We were using worms mostly. The current was strong and would constantly send the bobbers towards the south shore. We had no nibbles, no strikes, no fish.
To fill in more of the details:
We parked the car (my 1999 VW Jetta, 254K miles) next to the bridge and climbed down the bank. We were under the bridge (no dead bodies, yea) and found a great place except it was rather steep. H was in front and slipped. I'm amazed his ass was not totally covered in mud, but somehow he was mostly unscathed. This was not a big deal, but he wanted to make sure I described it in more detail. So there you go.
This blog is for Tom Houha and Steve Lehman (and any of their friends, like Jerry, H, etc) to post updates of their fishing adventures. And maybe some random things too.
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