1 new personal best.
After losing one over 20" moments before hooking this guy, I resolved to not just muscle the next one in. This new plan backfired. I ended up covering almost 250 yards in the stream (yes it was that far), after he refused to be steered or directed towards quieter water for netting.
Once I finally closed the distance, I realized that my friend had unclipped my net from my vest to assist me 20 minutes earlier. Translation: I didn't have my net on me. I looked over my shoulder to see him sprinting towards me up the bank, giggling with my net in hand.
21" of beautiful color.
Got skunked 3 times after this trip out, so rest assured that the Truckee keeps score.