Decided to try some the old family holes on the chuck today. Knowing full well my chances for a hookups were slim, I was driving to my brothers which takes me right by some great holes. Hit all the great places we used to fish and just remembering, went through the motions and of course caught nothing. Really sad to see what has become of my once favorite river. But at least got to reminisce about the good old days following my dad with my snoopy pole in hand and me and my bro catching bullheads while dad tangled with giant winter slabs. Maybe someday it will be great again, but im not holding my breath