The rain from earlier in the week may have brought in a last push of fresh fish, but a friend didn't see any in the lower river and the East Branch was already running low and clear. One eager angler hung an old male from a stringer and asked me to take his picture. I was overdressed for the job (wearing sport coat and dress slacks) but complied. I watched two fish hold in a run. Not sure if they were the last two in the river, but they might as well have been. Perhaps there'll be some more fishing on the Grand, but I think the West Side steelhead story has been told for the year.
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