“THE THING ABOUT IT IS. . .” SAYS JIM TEENY, TEETERING ON A boulder 11 feet above Washington’s Kalama River. He’s scanning the pool below through a pair of amber polarized glasses, watching a few dozen salmon hugging the bottom in the slow current.
He leans sharply forward: “Did you see that? An absolute chromer! You understand what I’m saying, is he bright or what? Hey, Tim!” He calls downstream to a partner. “Did you see that steelhead? Thirty feet up and left.” Tim casts. Teeny edges forward on his tiptoes over the end of the rock, looking like he might go farther, and points with his rod, doing a pretty bad imitation of a man trying to contain his excitement. “There!” he shouts. [Read more…]