Bushwhacked by a Gullywasher

For the third time in two weeks I get bushwhacked by a gullywasher. This is not the semi-arid land of easternWashington State. I start with a bead head leech but soon switch for good to a plastic worm. I get a few small largies and lose a few worms to fish who give big yanks and skin the worm right off the hook. But it's a beautiful evening. I go home damp but happy.