A Day at the Olympic Penninsula

I got a chance to head out to the Bogachiel the Saturday after thanksgiving with Tim and Clint for the day. We were hopeful that we'd tangle with a couple of hatchery steelhead. Apparently we were a little too early. Clint did hook up one with his fly gear no less, but he lost it. At around 11 a.m. we headed back south so we can meet the rest of the family for the evening clam dig. On our way south we stopped at the Hoh, the Salmon, and Humptulips and didn't see a single fish. As a consolation for a long day we did get our razor clam limits.