The NFMF is a slice of Heaven. It’s one of the nicest, purest, most scenic spots I know of on the planet. The place where the camper was set up had a nice view of the river and the mountains behind it. We each caught a couple trout, but as Matt said, “You don’t need to catch any fish to have a great day at the NFMF”. We fished around and hung around until about 1:00.
We headed to the Lower Willamette for float and fish in a classic Mackenzie style drift boat with our friend, Scott. A drift boat, is like a row boat with a high bow...one guy rows in the middle, one guy fishes in the front and the other in the back. It is designed to take on rocks and rapids while providing the perfect moving platform to fish. The float was fantastic and Matt had the hot fly. He managed to catch about eight decent sized trout. Certain times in your life you feel you are in the right place at the right time and that’s how it felt floating the Willamette that night...the temp was perfect...the sun was nice...it was a perfect summer night....I feel fortunate to have had such a great opportunity...and a special shout out is due to Scott Kinney who took us for the float in his boat.......
We managed to see one steelhead taken by a unique looking dude.......it took him over a half an hour to land it. I guess what was so funny about it was that the fish was so big and the guy was such a unique looking character, note the picture.....
The last hoorah...it was time to head back east, but before we did, we went out to eat one last time. The place was called Good Times. It appeared to be the Eugene breeding ground for future participants in the World Wrestling Federation. TVs in the place showed nothing but WWF wrestling from the 80’s at obnoxiously full volume. The wait staff looked like they were the inter-continental tag team champs. You can imagine the high quality of the service. It took them over an hour to prepare Matt’s sandwich. I asked one guy for a Coke refill and he told me to go to the bar and get it myself because he was busy. I should have thrown the figure four leg lock on him.
We said our goodbyes and it was time to start the long ride home back to Massachusetts...
Found a Super Wal-Mart a couple hours north of Eugene. There was this motley crew of haggard looking dudes that got off a tour bus and went into Wal-Mart. It turned out they were a band called, The Maine. They were currently on The Warped Tour.....whatever.
We headed to the Lower Willamette for float and fish in a classic Mackenzie style drift boat with our friend, Scott. A drift boat, is like a row boat with a high bow...one guy rows in the middle, one guy fishes in the front and the other in the back. It is designed to take on rocks and rapids while providing the perfect moving platform to fish. The float was fantastic and Matt had the hot fly. He managed to catch about eight decent sized trout. Certain times in your life you feel you are in the right place at the right time and that’s how it felt floating the Willamette that night...the temp was perfect...the sun was nice...it was a perfect summer night....I feel fortunate to have had such a great opportunity...and a special shout out is due to Scott Kinney who took us for the float in his boat.......
We managed to see one steelhead taken by a unique looking dude.......it took him over a half an hour to land it. I guess what was so funny about it was that the fish was so big and the guy was such a unique looking character, note the picture.....
The last hoorah...it was time to head back east, but before we did, we went out to eat one last time. The place was called Good Times. It appeared to be the Eugene breeding ground for future participants in the World Wrestling Federation. TVs in the place showed nothing but WWF wrestling from the 80’s at obnoxiously full volume. The wait staff looked like they were the inter-continental tag team champs. You can imagine the high quality of the service. It took them over an hour to prepare Matt’s sandwich. I asked one guy for a Coke refill and he told me to go to the bar and get it myself because he was busy. I should have thrown the figure four leg lock on him.
We said our goodbyes and it was time to start the long ride home back to Massachusetts...
Found a Super Wal-Mart a couple hours north of Eugene. There was this motley crew of haggard looking dudes that got off a tour bus and went into Wal-Mart. It turned out they were a band called, The Maine. They were currently on The Warped Tour.....whatever.
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