Fish in a Barrell
We went to Youngs River Falls on Friday for my wife's photo assignment. Now that I am no longer a tourist here I normally don't visit this sort of spot very often. We once rode our horses from our house to the falls by riding on logging roads over the hills east of the Lewis and Clark Valley.
On this trip we were surprised to see lots of salmon trying to jump up the falls. These falls are probably 40 feet high and there is no way for a salmon to ever ascend to the stream above. The pool below the falls was teaming with fish and where there are fish there are people fishing them.
Back when I used to fish there was a thing known as a dead line which was usually a cable stretched above a river which was the line where you were not allowed to fish. It usually was by a fish ladder where fish congregated in mass. Though there is no fish ladder at these falls it seemed a bit unsportsmanlike-like to be fishing in this spot. The fish could go no farther and they couldn't retreat back down the river. It seemed most fish were being foul-hooked and from where I was I couldn't tell if they were releasing those fish or not. It just didn't seem fair. Itg was like fishing in a hatchery.