More chum on the bug rod

Just a solo mission today. Tim decided to sleep in and get some needed rest before the Turkey Day festivities. I woke up at 6 am and the rain just started to come down. By the time I got to Hoodsport it was a good downpour. I got soaked. At least there wasn't any wind.

Got down to the hatchery at around 7:30 am and headed down to the flats outside the orange buoys that mark the hatchery control zone. I could see chum surfacing, tailing, and sometimes jumping. I tangled with about 6 chums but only landing 3 of them. I tied on to a pig that just smoked my fly reel. He took a huge jump and flung my fly back to me.

My casting improved today. I think my muscles and my brain finally remembered how to cast a fly line. I was double hauling and shooting the line just like old times.